At the Country Park

Our local Country Park used to be a gravel quarry. It is bounded on one side by a small industrial estate, on another by a motorway and sewage works, and on a third by the railway line to Kings Lynn. The roar of the traffic is always audible, and when the wind is in the wrong direction the close proximity of the sewage works is all too apparent.

But...

In the summer nightingales sing in the woods, and the air is full of glorious dragonflies. In the winter flocks of wildfowl and gulls cover the lakes and the trees are alive with foraging tits and finches. Go early and you might see a Muntjac deer, go any time that is half-quiet and you'll almost certainly see rabbits, go anytime and you'll certainly see Grey squirrels. It's a lovely place, a true oasis for humans and wildlife.

The Council want to close it down because it's not economic to run. It doesn't pay its way. We're fighting to keep it, to hold on to our bit of wild beauty. I just hope we succeed.