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The beautiful South Devon cattle that have been a fixture in the field across the river from us have been much photographed by me. Saw and commented that they were lying down yesterday. Then the mist came up as the day faded and they looked gorgeous, magical , orange beasts swathed in it.
But today a huge, rattly truck came down the road bearing the legend ‘livestock haulier” and I noticed they were gone abruptly from the field. Later saw their red fur poking out the side of the little ventilation slits truck. Saw them swaying around in the lorry. Time to become a veggy? Shudder – found it profoundly upsetting
Oh, the 20 year thing. Realise I want to go back to live in London. A place I left with great relief just under 20 years ago. Am fighting this urge. Not now and defection plans top secret, but for my old age. (If I get one). A City that is flat. Somewhere I don’t have to drive and which is sophisticated
The River Files 