I don't know how it turned out keberoxu, because my neighbour hasn't been down to the lakes/river/pools recently. But the eight cygnets are still being shepherded along the village street quite often by the cob and pen.
We now have a male blackbird who sings a line from Jingle Bells:
"Jingle all the way!" And the two fat pigeons who shout "Food! Food!" when I go into the garden with some scraps of bread for them.
Crazy place, this village!
Oh by the way, I really liked those funny 'failed photos' you posted. What a scream!