So we're driving to see mum and dad, both in their mid 80s and half way through my estate, I saw a Red Kite, 30 feet away, about 6ft off the ground, being mobbed by two crows. You could see every detail in him for those few seconds. I see them regular and often close, but not that close...wow.
Me to dad..
'Saw a Red Kite on the way here Dad, amazing really, right in the middle of a housing estate, that's how much they've expanded round here'
'I've NEVER seen a Red Kite in my life...not in my 80 plus years'
And he never will, he's been blind for circa 20 years. Such a shame, he's been an avid lover of the countryside, wildlife and birds all his life. Reminds me of an occasion a couple years ago, i'd took him for a short walk on my arm. We were walking alongside a field that had a carpet of dandelion flowers. I always explain what i'm seeing to dad, giving him an image to work with in his mind...
'This field is a carpet of yellow dad...all the dandelions have flowered and it looks like yellow snow'
He became emotional and shed a tear...sometimes you confront someones difficulties, and regret it.
Sorry...feeling a bit maudlin.
On a funnier note, the wife is on facebook.
Wife to me...
'I see nothings changed with Angie..she's got a photo of her dinner and below it she's put 'yum yum''
I laughed, she was / is a terrible cook.
The wife continued..
'You wouldn't be impressed, it's a chop, tinned potatoes, tinned peas and some gravy
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'Oh gawld, the bar was always low with Angie, I see she hasn't raised it a lot
' I replied.
, he's always doing it. Ive seen other people do it, it seems so odd to me, they must be excited or highly strung...or something ?
'I will be getting that penny back won't i ?' ...then a seconds delay...and 
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