This is one of my favourite views. If you sit quite still on our garden bench you will see squirrels chasing each other in a scurry of pin claws, great tits flitting from branch to branch and, if you can spot him, the lone lime green parakeet camouflaged in the canopy chattering woefully to himself. The woodpecker hammers in short bursts into the horse chestnut trunk, as the robin warns those around that the cats are on the prowl.
I love London.
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