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john davies
notes from a small vicar
from a parish
in Liverpool, UK

    Wednesday, April 06, 2005
    Rich red squirrel
     


    Spent a family afternoon in the woods where the rare red squirrels were out in numbers; enjoying afternoon sunshine and human visitors - not too many to scare them to the treetops, but just enough carrying National Trust paper bags full of nuts to keep them well fed.

    You go past Wayne Rooney's house on the way to Formby pinewoods; it was here that his fiance jettisoned her engagement ring in a big bust-up. Despite armies of blokes wielding metal detectors sweeping the pine-needle forest floor for most of the following few days, I don't think the ring was ever retrieved. I reckon one of the squirrels took it, stored it away for a rainy day. If so, that'd make it rich. But no richer than it seems the squirrels are already, beautiful, red-golden, luxuriating in a wealth of trees and the awed attention of hundreds of people every day.