I stood taking pictures of this swan walking round the edge of the lake on the ice and listening to the cracking sounds as he took each step.
A man with a dog stopped next to me to watch and then three teenagers stopped on the other side of me watching.
He took a few more steps towards the centre of the lake and the ice broke and he plopped into the water. We all gave a small chuckle, smiled at each other then carried on our separate ways.
I looked back and the swan was shaking his tail feathers and enjoying his little patch that he’d made.
