St David’s Day here in Wales and time for the traditional activity…
First you need the Yellow Bucket
And it is off on a search for the product of thoughtless sex.
Sometimes it is in a rut that will soon dry up…
Sometimes it is in a puddle in the middle of a road…
Here it is in a fast running stream, soon to be flushed away
Rescued and taken somewhere sensible
Which happens to be our little lake