tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278510471239667560.post1618641596995228424..comments2024-03-27T19:59:10.159+00:00Comments on Kensington Gardens and Hyde Park birds: Ralph Hancockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11686354797977020917noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278510471239667560.post-46890069507186624312019-11-26T03:13:53.284+00:002019-11-26T03:13:53.284+00:00Who goes around with fish in his pocket? (Well, ac...Who goes around with fish in his pocket? (Well, actually there is someone who takes cans of sardines to the park, but they're for the herons.) I did once see a boy hand-feed a small bit of white bread to a very naive grebe chick which probably thought it was a feather.<br /><br />The spectacle of the swan ramming a stone kerb at full speed was horrifying. I thought it would smash its ribs.Ralph Hancockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11686354797977020917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8278510471239667560.post-87454405383216192932019-11-26T00:27:41.804+00:002019-11-26T00:27:41.804+00:00I need that hat.
Young Grebes ought to exploit h...I need that hat. <br /><br />Young Grebes ought to exploit humans' liking for extreme cuteness and tout for food. Who could resist a begging chick still sporting its pretty head stripes?<br /><br />I think I would give quite a bit to see a swan maneuvring its bulk in such a way. It must have been a spectacle. An irristible force meets, and defeats, an unmovable object.<br /><br />TinĂºvielhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04794275230697959519noreply@blogger.com