READERS of this column will be aware that the natural world means a great deal to me. I'm an unreconstructed protectionist.
Those of you with similar inclinations might like to know that I recently witnessed a sight that I had not seen for many a long year - a large flock of lapwings, or peewits as they are called on my native heath in the Land of the Bear.
There they were on Powick Hams, hundreds wheeling as one, as if controlled by some collective consciousness.
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