Sinister Duck

Wasn’t there a song called The March of the Sinister Ducks?

Well, I can certainly see why they would thing such creatures are indeed menacing. Walking through Kew Gardens there were plenty of ducks to be found, but a couple of them were sat there doing nothing.

I say nothing. I mean plotting.

Their beady eyes watched everything we did. Calculated. Scheming. Lacking the grace of a swan.

After a couple of photos they got up and waddled off though, so I guess I get to live another day.