It was a bright autumn day. The hedgerows were bright with rosehips and the brambles were covered in red and purple berries. A pair of blue tits were hopping busily about, stuffing themselves. A flock of sparrows were just as busily scrabbling in the grass below for insects and seeds.
A fat juice berry fell on a sparrow’s head. “Oi there!” called the sp…
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