Some pics of the goslings at work. The white goose has cut a lonely figure for years, ever since his mate was run over in the car park. He expressed his frustration by chasing people - which had been her particular hobby - but always looked rather pathetic staring at himself in the large glass doors to our fleet office. At the end of summer, more than five years after I started here, he found himself a new mate. Last month, the goslings arrived.
Sorry about the blurry nature of the pics; taken through my boss' window at maximum zoom, I'm afraid.
Dad & Mom
Buttercup
Doesn't s/he just look like a bundle o' mischief?
The good child
"The world belongs however, to those can who look at the glass and say: "What's up with this glass? Excuse me? Excuse me? This is my glass? I don't think so. My glass was full! And it was bigger!" - Terry Pratchett, The Truth'
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