Rabbit footprints everywhere, much to the puzzlement of Four-legged-friend. I'd rather cope with the panic-buying British masses, encouraged into a state of frenzy by forecasts of terrible snow and deadly cold, than have to be a rabbit and scrape frost and snow off my meagre bit of frozen grass. Think Four-legged-friend agrees - a bowl of food, presented at regular intervals to your nose, is much easier. But I would be rabbit rather than hedge: Whenever I see this, my heart screams, "Aaaaaaaaaargh!" Why subject our heritage to this? It's so, so ugly!!!! The definition of flail is to beat or flog and the word is derived from the Latin flagellum or whip. To flail is therefore to punish by whipping. What warped form of countryside stewardship devised this brutal destruction of our historic hedgerows? Think of Constable's paintings - the hedgerows of rural England are little changed since then, except now they are beaten into submission. No-one woul...
Stories and musings on life composed while walking the dog. Plus the odd rant.