Last weekend, Robert and I were hanging out at Loopen, a great cafe and bar in a Södermalm boat harbor. We’d had a few beers in the sunshine and were feeling fine. But when I saw a giant duck headed our way, I remarked that it was perhaps time for me to stop drinking. Then everyone around me in the bar began clapping and waving at the duck, so I knew that seeing the duck wasn’t just a byproduct of the alcohol.
Apparently, the fin duck is a boat, a duck, a sauna and a summer cottage all in one. I’d say it’s a floating party in motion. But I think you’d have to have a pretty good sense of humor to want to drive the duck.
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Well, isn’t that just ducky!
That’s brilliant!
I would love a swan…
Jane: A swan would be nice!
And Kezia: you just couldn’t resist the pun either?
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