Conundrum, wrapped in an enigma beside a fish pond
Walking up the path to the Rainbow trout pond at Conundrum (nothing to do with Councillor F) we-two three year olds, a minder and Huttonian, were trapped behind four of the largest buttocks I have ever seen- outside Sir Morrison's on a Saturday morning usually excepted. The two large ladies eventually managed to reach the side of the pond, breathing heavily and watched as Zoe and Katy feed the trout into their usual feeding frenzy (click on images for full effect) The food being exhausted the pond returned to its normal calm. Large Lady One turned to her companion LL2 and said 'why don't we feed them as well?' LL2 looked startled and looked inside the little paper bag she had bought in reception. 'Oh! That was for the fishes? I thought it was food. I seem to have eaten it!'
(Quite unwarranted abuse from LL1 involving overfed overweight bovines- pots and kettles did not seem to resonate with her)
Labels: Conundrum, Fat ladies;, Merse