This week, I truly enjoyed reading this post very much indeed.
You see, I am quietly convinced that those of us who live across the whole of the British Isles hold a place in their heart for certain, offbeat things that render us, almost-but-not-quite, incomprehensible to the rest of the world.
No, not Roobeedoo's raspberry jam (although that looks yummy and I do not even like jam) but her local, rural art installation. I love it that, just when everyone thinks that they have got to grips with what the United Kingdom is all about, someone conjures up something fairly left field, like a rubber duck in a pothole, on the side of a road - beat that, if you can!
Now, just in case you think that I am making up our nation's affection for the very glorious, yellow, rubber duck, I would like to share some photos from an annual event that the Fella and I happened to take part in on New Year's Day.
Now this is an annual event in Wales - a fair old distance from Roobeedoo. If you look at the photos, it is an event that even gets spectators.
Oh and this next slide set? This is a world record breaking event that took place at Hampton Court in 2007 - it beat the world record by 40,000 rubber ducks. Apparently.
Y'know, I was informed by a colleague today that China is racing ahead in in the golds medal table at the Olympics this year.
I think that's great! Yet trust me, if it came down to Olympic rubber duck racing? The gloves would be off - I would be there, doing my best to ensure that Britain would be on the podium taking Gold, Silver and Bronze*!
* * **Notes: possibly only likely because no other nation had thought to train in a sport that involves the Winnie the Pooh sticks principle?!