That was what I had for breakfast after I toiled up the old railway for another
I have lived here 18 years now and still cannot get over the delight of passing green fields, country views, blue skies and the wide open spaces found outside the town. Sometimes I wonder how and why we live in cities? When the air is warmish and the beasties abound the mind is refreshed from all the gunk poured into it during the day.
I returned to the gunk myself and continued searching for dead soldiers. While interesting it drives my mind round the bend. Happily I am on to something different tomorrow. Life changes at Easter. The kids swarm around the streets in packs, the girls with their noses in the air and their hair in a bun Victorian style, the boys trendy as always and as intelligent as a packet of peanuts!
Is that house looking at me?
The politicians have taken the two weeks off to fiddle their expenses and travel the world on jollies! This means we will have less serious news, apart from the obsession with that South African murder trial, and the plane lost at sea. The media forced to stay at home will be desperately searching for anything that will fill space no matter how insipid. Hmmm maybe I ought to make a splash somewhere!
Look, bunnies! As I passed I noticed lots of bunnies making the most of the dew on the grass to have their version of bacon sandwiches. This is not always a good thing as many farmers creep around at this time with shotgun in hand. I heard several bangs this morning as I meandered along, young crops do not require rabbits says Farmer Jones! Sad in some ways but if they are not culled they will destroy the farmers livelihood. There were masses of them out today. As I wandered past the eggs, small eggs, packets of eggs, fluffy chickens a chocolate bunnies I wondered what has this to do with Easter? Even the 'Easter cards' had little about Jesus, indeed nothing but a flowery cross was on show, yet this is Easter, without him rising from the dead we would not be wasting money on all this chocolate! Why are shops scared to say so?
I kept hearing the 'Beach Boys' song 'Country Air' as I pulled muscles all over my body. It suits this place better than sandy Californian beaches I guess. Not that I have seen the sandy Californian beaches, I did once see the shore at Southend however. I breathed fresh air, listened to little birds chirp, almost fell over a dog or two and decided bacon for breakfast tomorrow and let the bike rest, it needs it.