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Most men, I assume, spend their honeymoon exploring the depths of their new marriage.
Yet I spent mine hunched over with a smartphone camera, stalking a flock of geese.
You see, we went to the UK and spent some time at Kensington Gardens. While the sensible world was captivated by the swans, I found myself utterly fascinated by the geese.
They were noisy, inquisitive, and possessed a delightfully aggressive sense of purpose that the "perfect" swans couldn't hope to emulate.
I suspect my wife spent those first days of marital bliss wondering if she had accidentally married a man with a poultry fetish as I snapped hundreds of photos from every conceivable angle (land, water, flapping wings, the lot)
before we eventually retired to our room to spend the evenings sketching goose poses on a fresh pad of paper.
These poultry-inspired interactions, melded together with a galactic theme that had been rattling around my head months before, forged the name Super Space Goose.