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Racism and the RSC: why I was a sitting duck for the arts mob

21 April 2018

9:00 AM

21 April 2018

9:00 AM

Our ducks are back. Two wild mallard have spent the last five springs on the brook which gurgles past us in Herefordshire. Each year they produce a paddling of chicks; each year most of the ducklings are killed by predators. Our friend Becky thinks she spotted an otter, more likely stoat or mink, in the brook.

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