'Dogs must be carried' hahaha! All commuters would have to find some mutt or other to take onto the Tube.

Sorry to bore people absolutely rigid with the Swan Saga, but this morning I came out of the village shop and there they were again, just appearing round the corner. But only five cygnets and one adult, the pen. Where is the cob and the other two offspring? A chap told me Sue (don't know her) had found one cygnet with an injured foot and took it home to tend to it, and he reckoned the fox had got the cob. I don't buy this, as a fox is no match for an angry adult swan.
I escorted them to the start of the quiet lane, and the pen hissed at me as I waved a motorist to wait. She soon settled down. I think they know we're trying to help them. The cygnets are now huge, up to my waist and as big as their mum. Poor things, struggling along in that ungainly fashion. I get so upset...