Little Duckington Episode 6 – A bit of a do…

Speeches, speeches, speeches… quack, quack, quack, quack, quack! Will they never end?

First Dubby made a speech about the sanctity of marriage (who would have thought that of Dubby a few days ago?) and how he was hoping to hear the waddle of tiny webs in the very near future, then Claude read ‘le télégrammes’ – dozens of them, including one from a certain ‘Dealer Duck’ who wished them both well but reminded everyone that getting into debt could lead to migration problems if they went unpaid? Nobody knew what that was about; it must be some spamagram that’s doing the rounds at weddings or something. Then the four Dave’s sang a song, Barbary Duck Quartet style –

Waddle little ducks,
Waddle, waddle all day;
Waddle little ducks,
Waddle, waddle away.

Five little ducks waddling to shore,
One waddled off, then there were four;
Four little ducks waddling to me,
One waddled off, then there were three;
Three little ducks waddling to you,
One waddled off, then there were two;
Two little ducks waddling in the sun,
One waddled off, then there was none!

Waddle ducks,
Waddle, waddle all day;
Waddle ducks,
Waddle, but why don’t you stay?

It was rather beautiful actually. Sailor Dave sang deep bass, DJ and Diver the harmonies, and Skater a quacking falsetto. The tears were running down more than a few bills I can tell you.

Finally Dunny made a speech about being a lucky son of a duck who’d come across the pond from down-under, found his ‘shell-duck Sheila’ and how he felt like at long last his boomerang had come back. He toasted the bridesmaids and then, raising his glass yet again, invited everyone to get ‘well and truly wallabied’. – mind you, he was on his third glass of ‘Duckington’s’ by this point and on the way to being ‘kwacked and kissed’ – as ducks say.

After the speeches the cakes were cut. Ducks love cake, so there has to be plenty to go around. Delilah had ordered three, and large dishes of ‘wedding duck crumb’ had been placed on each of the tables. You should have seen those ducks tuck in. Within a few minutes there wasn’t a crumb or a piece of cake left and all you could hear was the contented quacks of well stuffed ducks.

Ducks don’t dance at weddings, they are too full of cake to be bothered, and anyway – there’s a feeling that dancing on formal occasions is a little unducknified. DJ Dave offered to bring his decks and spin some sounds, but his offer was politely declined. Even so, they still have a good time – telling jokes, eating, singing, drinking, gossiping, playing games – yes, ducks play games at weddings. The four Daves, Denzil, and d’Arcy started up a card school and by all accounts were still playing as the sun rose the next day. D'Arcy seemed to lose a lot of money, and by all accounts he always does the I.O.U's were flying like confetti, goodness knows where he'll get the money from.

At some point Dunny and Delilah slipped away to get into their ‘going away’ gear, leaving the rest of the party to finish their drinks and exchange stories of other duck weddings they’d been to. Their first time alone as Drake and wife; how romantic. Come on let’s leave them to enjoy a few moments on their own before they set off on their duckymoon.