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A Great Northern Diver turned up at Farmoor Reservoir last Thursday, because of course it did: they always wait till they know I’m busy. I assumed that all the dinghy sailing, kite foiling and angling that goes on at Farmoor … Continued
The virus I’ve been trying to shake off ever since receiving it as a Christmas present from the Boy Wonder hit a Victorian novel kind of crisis last night, before apparently turning a corner, and this morning I got up … Continued