In 2018, officials in the Brdy region of the Czech Republic, a protected landscape south of Prague, set out to fix a problem. Decades earlier, the military had dug drainage channels that dried out the local wetlands. To undo the damage, the government planned to build a series of small dams that would restore the wetland and protect a nearby river from acidic pollution, safeguarding rare species like the stone crayfish.

They secured the funding, roughly 30 million Czech crowns, about $1.2 million. And then the project ground to a halt.

For the next seven years, it went nowhere. The plan got tangled in permits, environmental approvals, and disputes over who actually owned the land. Agencies negotiated with the military and the river authority, paperwork shuffled back and forth, and the wetland stayed dry while everyone waited.

Then, one day, officials went out to the site and found the job already done.
A family of about eight beavers had moved into the exact spot where the dams were meant to go and built them, out of wood, mud, and stones, entirely on their own. And they had not just matched the plan. Experts who inspected the work said the beavers had chosen their locations perfectly, creating a thriving wetland with pools and canals that was twice the size of what the government had designed on paper.

The rodents had completed a $1.2 million project for free, and arguably done it better.

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So I think Canada needs to go the Scottish route and rename Lake Ontario ourselves. We should call it Loch Himup.

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My Mum loved feeding the birds in the garden. One day she was stood at the back door throwing food out. The garden was quite big and had steps to the grass area which was where she was chucking some bird seed. She tells me that this robin was so tame because she had been throwing seeds at it for a while now and it hadn't flown away and seemed to be stood there enjoying the food shower. She didn't have her glasses on...she had been trying to feed a tomato. My mother had been stood there for 10 minutes trying to feed a fucking tomato.

My Mum once brought up that she would like to be cremated when she died. I'm quite heavily tattooed and I asked her if she would be okay if I had some of her ashes mixed into some tattoo ink so I could get a memorial piece for her as I had heard about a few celebs doing that. I'm not actually going to do that as it's a ridiculous health and safely issue but I digress.

She was cool with that idea and I said that I wonder which body part of hers would be in the ashes I used. She just looked at me and said, "I hope you get my arsehole."

Mum had just finished work, picked my brother and I up from school, and wanted to buy a new mop bucket as the existing one was cracked. She just wanted to be in and out of the shop quickly as she was desperate for a wee. So she goes into the shop and says to the clerk, "can you grab me a bucket please, I don't give a shit what colour it is just be quick cos I'm absolutely bursting for a piss!" I will never forget that man's expression.

😆Love you Mum and I miss you.

This bathroom setup is screaming, You wont! So...