Anyone Speak Chinese?

As usual, when I walked to and from the shops today, I stopped off to feed the swan and the ducks. I was chatting to a woman as I threw the food into the river, when suddenly we both did a double-take. This little feller wandered out of the undergrowth to join the mallards:

He's a male Mandarin duck. His rusty-coloured wings look like little sails. He's not a native, oddly enough, and may have escaped from a private garden.

I hope he stays a bit longer than the white Jemima Puddleduck who wandered through a few weeks ago.