A ‘Chain’ of Events Cont

After the caterpillar had been saved and rescued I resumed my ride to work only for the chain to fall off as I was going up hill. I quickly mended it and continued on my journey. As I neared the main road I could see an awful lot of traffic stationery and thought that it was the morning rush hour. How wrong I was, when the last ‘link’ in the ‘chain’ of events unraveled.

Along with another couple of people had to heard the swans back onto a side street where there was the local nature Reserve where they could swim on the beck that leads to the river. Mum & dad had waddled at least half a mile down the track with their babies to get to another stretch of water!