This Sunday Mr Fink had planned to take the family to the seaside. He and Little Fink were going to fly kites and Nanny and I were going to go metal detecting.However, the weather looked less than promising so we decided to go to the lake and feed the ducks instead.
We bought our bags of duck food and walked down to the water's edge. The heavens opened. the rain wasn't just falling out of the sky, it was as if someone was actually throwing it down or it was coming out of a hose.
We had 2 large golfing umbrellas, Marsha and Little Fink under one and me and Mr Fink under the other.
The ducks soon got wise to the umbrella idea and huddled by our feet scoffing the seeds.
So we can honestly say the weather was so bad today, even the ducks appreciated our brollies!
(When we got back to the car a gust of wind flipped Mr Fink's brolly inside out and bent it over in one action - wild!)
