In which I get a little soppy

As you all know, there are still no planes.

I’m sitting in my lounge with the window open listening to birds singing in the sunshine outside. I love planes; I don’t mind living on the Heathrow flightpath; I get a thrill when I look up at the sky and see a giant metal monster zooming overheard. But right now I don’t miss them at all.

Nothing is better than the sound of a robin singing its little heart out on a sunny day.



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2 responses to “In which I get a little soppy

  1. Ruud V

    As someone who lives in the flightpad of Rotterdam Airport, I totally I agree!
    Unless of course we were talking about Robin Gibb…

  2. Lerxst

    It’s one of the reasons I’m glad I moved out to the country. I know you get birdsong in the city, but it is a joy having it more to the fore as the natural, normal soundtrack to life.

    I just wish I didn’t have to trawl into London to pay the bills!

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