Building Land

Or it is if Charnwood Borough Council approves the imminent planning application - which we're told will happen.

Totally disregarding warnings of the Highways Agency that the road structure is woefully inadequate and of the Environment Agency that run off from this area is likely to flood the A6 again.

And also disregarding pleas from local residents that we DON'T want to be contiguous with Loughborough. We want our green corridor.

There is talk that people will be shipped out of Leicester to come and live here, and we know that more housing is needed but not at the expense of flooding and traffic gridlock. It isn't planning, it's politics. All to do with stimulating the construction industry, beefing up the finance industry with applications for mortgages and giving the landowner the cash to feed his metropolitan lifestyle.

As for farming, we pay so little for the price of our food, that it's no wonder that farmers are giving up their livelihood.

Basil and I went for a walk by the Grand Union Canal in Loughborough while waiting for the car to have an oil and filter change. At the furthest point of our walk, we saw two baby moorhens watching out for their mother. As soon as she turned back to them, they started out for her, the biggest reaching her first. She fed him but didn't have anything for the little one, who stopped and turned again.

Then she fetched a long piece of reed out of the water and climbed on to a platform she's making on the boughs of a tree overhanging the canal, threading the reed into the platform.

Naturally, I only had my 35mm lens with me, so no close ups. Doh!