Tuesday, January 17
There was
an article in the Guardian about hodgehegs today. Normally this would make me happy. It was about how they are all dying though and instead it upset me. They did write a great paragraph however, which illustrates just how much like a hodgeheg I am:
"The prospect of their loss seems dreadful, partly, I think, because the hodgeheg can be seen as the soul of England, or at least of a version of England, a version which is too valuable to be lost. It is the England involved in self-absorbed snuffling through the landscape, which spends almost the entire winter asleep, only waking now and then to shift its nest or remake the present one, which rolls up into a self-protective ball when threatened, which is neither very dynamic nor sharp but which is redolent of an ancient dignity."
Though obviously with less of the dignity and the "soul of England" parts.
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