The flight of the swallow
Val seeks solace in the seasonal return of these magnificent aviators
nce the spring equinox has been and gone, I begin to think about the arrival of our summer visitors. They’re not very early in the cold Cotswolds, because we’re in the chilly heart of England. The swallows generally arrive here between the 22nd and 25th April, although one year we saw a solitary swallow on 1st April and I’m not fooling, despite the date. This clearly exhausted bird clung to our television aerial for several hours, before flying northwards. Our
