We were driving home from the far side of Batley when I spotted a pair of half grown ducklings waddling out by the roadside.  They were on a “Big Adventure”.

“Stop!” I said

“We’re in traffic!” said John

“Stop Now!” I said

We stopped.  Having crossed a main road and made my way back to where the ducklings were last seen, I was thankful to hear peeping coming from a nearby yard.  A man was working on his car, and the ducklings were under his trailer.  It didn’t take long for the two of us to round them up.  Apparently they had “escaped” from a pond around the back.  “Big adventures” involving cars usually end in a squidgy mess, so they were quickly returned to their “home” and the man promised to make a pen so they couldn’t escape again.

…  Anne