Driving to Swaffham last night I came across a very touching sight. Those of you who have never lived in the countryside will no doubt snigger at what I am about to write, but who cares.
By the side of the road lay a dead hen pheasant, which had clearly been hit by a car. But by its side, was a cock pheasant pushing at it with its head, trying to revive it, clearly distressed by the loss of its partner.
I had never really thought about birds having emotions. I wouldn't have thought their brains were big enough. But when I drove back later that evening the cock pheasant was still there, apparently grieving.
So, come on then, who can educate me on bird emotions?
PS Yes, I do realise there's an election on, but a change is as good as a rest.