This is a lovely book. I really enjoyed it—partly, I suspect, because I have a similar sense of humour to that of the author and also because I am generally curious about life. [...] The author is good at explanations. I like that. Eclectic—that’s what this book is. And rambling—in a good way (after all, these are walks). I liked it. I hope Richard Carter is writing another volume of his thoughts. I’ll buy it.
—Mark Avery, author and former director of conservation at the RSPB, Sunday Book Review
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So anyway, about those crowsfeet......
"Can we get a runner to get some more vaseline for that lens. About a kilo should cover it".
Ah no. 'Tis a beautiful man you are, I'd go even closer. Say, six, maybe seven orders of magnitude closer. Let the true inner beauty shine out.
"O! beware, my lord, of jealousy; it is the green-eyed monster which doth mock the meat it feeds on."
Yes, the eyes do look a tad green. They're actually azure blue.
...Oh, and so-called Keith Beach, those are laughter-lines, not crow's feet.
I can't help it........laughter-lines? NOTHING is that funny! Just call me Keith BITCH!
Nice Owl!
It's a bit frightening really. And you don't look like you would have a beard.