Country diary: On the bluest of days, the plaintive call of a pipit | Mark Cocker

Combs Moss, Derbyshire: There is plenty to be gloomy about, but today was not the day for it up on the moor The morning was sunlit and the sky the sort of deepest blue dome that makes your heart sing – and all the louder for being at the time of…

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