I first realised that it was going to a bizarre day in the garden when as I walked out of the potting shed three ducks calmly filed out of the greenhouse. Bearing in mind I had been in said greenhouse a few minutes earlier this was a bit of a surprise. I am presuming these are part of the famous “Formation Swimming Ducks” of Lee but it is the first time they have visited us to my knowledge. They set up a vigil underneath the bird table hardly shaking a feather whenever I walked past. Feathers were shaking however when the holidaying cat arrived for his tour of duty. Peace shattered.