Talking of ducks. Everybody calls everybody “Duck” in Derby. After nearly 20 years I still can’t get used to it. Nor do I particularly like it. But that’s Derby.
The other thing we have noticed of late, and it may apply to other cities, it how on a trip to the shops, or into the city, there’s always one family where the woman is screaming her ignorant head off at just about every opportunity. At the kids (usually 2 or 3 walking and 1 or 2 in a buggy). At bus and taxi drivers (who on seeing her heading their way try and make good their escape). At any opportunity. Pure ignorance! I’ve been on the channel tunnel and it’s both smaller and quieter than the mouths of these women. Cleaner too!
When Sue and I go out and hear these excuses for humanity spouting their obscenities we just look at each other, shrug our shoulders and steer a clear path away from them. Do they have any intelligence? They can’t care what other people think of them. Personally, I think that they do have a brain, the problem is that the only active brain cell in there is very, very lonely! Often I’m convinced that like to keep their brains in the family, so they share the one brain cell around and the problem is that we never know which of them has it. No wonder the UK has such a bad image abroad.
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