Why did the chicken cross the road?
Posted on Thursday, June 2nd, 2005 4:39 PM by DaveSame reason as the ducks, apparently 
On my drive to work this morning I hadn’t even managed to get out of the estate before I had to stop to let a Chicken (they’re feral here) and it’s little bright yellow baby chicks cross the road. I sat there for a moment as they scurried and “cheep cheep cheep”-ed their way into some bushes.
Within 2 minutes I was stopped again, this time in a queue of traffic on the main road as a parade of ducks crossed from the golf course to (I think)”Mrs Tea’s Tea Room”. I assume that “Mrs Tea” began feeding them one day a long time ago, and now they turn up every morning for breakfast. These sort of things are wonderful little quirks of living in Bermuda. I can’t imagine the morning rush-hour traffic in Edinburgh stopping on a daily basis so Ducks can get breakfast.
Unfortunately, my trip took a downturn when I popped into one of the local supermarkets to drop something off for a friend. The radio was playing Wham’s “Freedom”, which has been burned into my brain ever since…I can actually picture Andrew and George jumping about in their white shorts and throwing shuttlecocks out to adoring female fans…
…and I can’t get it out of my head!
