The strange death of our village house martins
Sep 22, 2021
3 minutes
GILES WOOD
As the mighty Colorado River has been reduced to a mere trickle, so my marriage is now measured in small acts of mutual kindness.
I bring the wife meals on a tray and drive at 20mph. In return, she mends my expanding man-trouser buttons and thoughtfully fillets the tsunami of news media to present me with articles of ecological interest to read while I’m soaking in the tub.
The other day, Mary, who is overworked, had mistaken a guide to weekend retreats
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