Keeping safe and warm
Why do
we do it? Sometimes it is accidental as it falls from our pocket and sometimes,
we just throw things away into the hedge or roadway. There is litter on our
road and in the gateway. People seem to stop and have a sandwich and a cup of
tea as they pull off the road for a break. Sometimes they leave their litter. A
cardboard cup and a plastic wrapper sit there in the mud for us all to see. Mind
you just recently so many potholes have appeared that I am sure the traffic is
avoiding our little road. You have to swing out into the middle otherwise your
car gets a surprisingly massive jolt.
The astronauts
had a surprise recently at the International Space Station during a spacewalk
when they accidently dropped a tool bag. It is brightly coloured and so they could
watch as it fell and then went into orbit. If you know where to look you can
see it with binoculars almost as bight as a planet. As it falls it will
eventually disintegrate, I wonder if it will take as long as the plastic
wrapper in our gateway, which could take hundreds of years to rot.
On a
lighter note, we have moved our bird table. Our sunroom is too cold in the
winter and we cannot sit there now. We have always fed the birds so we can see
them from the sunroom window, but now we have moved to our ‘winter quarters’,
we do not see them. Then, at last, I had a good idea; we could put the bird
table and the feeders to a position in front of the sitting room window. Now sitting
in the warmth from our log burner we can watch the birds’ antics again. The birds
fly nearby and then they stick like fridge magnets to the feeders pecking the
nuts all day long. Sworn enemies are suddenly friendly in the battle for
survival. Two robins eat together which they would not normally do and the stabbing
starling is eating alongside the bully blackbird.
Have
you seen the new Street Rangers yet? They are in some of our Shropshire towns,
wearing bright id. tops and trying to keep us safe. We saw an altercation on
the street the other day. One person was shouting very loudly and another
person trying to explain to the Rangers what had happened. Everyone else sloped
by; none of us wanting to be involved. We kept our eyes to the pavement, the
Rangers listened. How could this end? The shouting got louder. Well, it ended
when a police car came as back up. Peace was soon restored.
(Taken from my column in the Shropshire Star)
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