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Apparently, the sand martin is usually the first of the martins to arrive in the UK, after migrating from Africa. The house martins and swallows come soon after. The sand martin is even smaller than the house and their markings look similar, at least from a distance, at least to someone who knows as little as I do. continue reading

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Moles Poem

Moles I must keep a close watch on the mole-hills clustered around the fences of my house. I feel sure there'll come a time when moles will emerge from those surprisingly massive eruptions of earth they've created - and each will be carrying binoculars and waving a flag. And the flags will not be white ones. And the binoculars will… continue reading

Truth cf. ‘Impartiality’

This is being written a few days after Gary Lineker refused to back down. He won’t read these words, but I feel the need to declare here to whoever might be visiting my deep admiration and gratitude for the position Lineker has taken and held, both on a disgraceful and abhorrent government policy (and the motives for, and the framing… continue reading

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