alan.holmes wrote:

Some years ago when one of my neighbours decided to keep ducks, I was always
finding eggs buried in the garden, and the occasional half eaten duck.

The neighbours didn't keep them for long!

I know what you mean.

My first steps in smallholding - 2 Khaki Campbells

http://www.girolle.co.uk/dux.jpg

That was 1946.

In the Great Winter of '46-'47, they refused to come in one night, and
all that remained the next morning was a trail of blood.

I was not a happy small ex-duckowner innit.

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Rusty