Archive for January 2020

“Look at that bird, he’s so sweet.” I remember my dad saying that, pointing at a close-up he’d taken of a bird in our back garden. The photo was so sharp you could see the fluffiness of its feathers and the shininess of its eye. Dad was a keen photographer while I was growing up.…

Last Tuesday, Dave (not his real name, let’s protect the guilty here) assured me he was happy in his job. Two days later, he quit. And that caused a problem, because the business I co-own had no one to run it. It also caused considerable anger: he had committed to stay until the end of…

About 30 minutes from my childhood home was the Minsmere bird reserve – a marshy oasis of salty brackish water on the eroding Suffolk coast. I went there on a school trip and we were shepherded into one of the hides – those crouching sheds that get close up to the birds. Inside it was…