Which Rubber Duck are you today?

A rubber duck has no business having this much range. One moment it's in a bath. The next it's a six-storey inflatable floating through Hong Kong harbour past actual skyscrapers, demanding to be taken seriously. It's the same object. Nobody planned this.

Nine ducks. Nine completely different situations. The one buried under a duvet who is not coming out. The grumpy one on a beach who is having a terrible time and wants everyone to know. The enormous one floating past architecture that dwarfs it, somehow unbothered.

You will know which one is you. That's the whole point of this.