Going That Extra Mile.
The Egyptian gander on the Meare opposite is skittering, dive bombing, seeing off anything smaller than a cygnet, yelling and skimming the grass with his beak, while the goose pretends he isn’t there. They will mate, eventually; when she decides.
They’re doing the whole courtship ritual when they are the only Egyptian geese living on the Meare. Who else and what else can the effort be for? Wherein lies the lesson.
There have been ‘sweese’ known nearabouts, granted, but only in the RSPB run bird sanctuary; and I expect the birds inter-mate there in the hope of being asked to leave.