Awful incident at Roberts Bread Factory.

Simon and I decided that we would go in search of the cafe in Gadbrook Park. To get there we had to go past Roberts, bread factory. Not only does the factory release its sweet aromas into our neighborhood but it provides a hudge window through which one can see the bread turning and baking. Just as we were accending up the subway ramp near the bread factory we heard a terrible noise. We looked up to see the bread, still revolving but hampered some what by a flurry of feathers and beaks. It seems that the ducks, disgruntled with the tiny duck pond on Gadbrook park and forever tortured by the small of bread had taken matters into their own hands (webbed feet). They had snuck in through an open door and made straight for the bread window. Other birds watched on from outside as the gang of 16 made off with two unsliced whites and a bag of baps.