THE DRAGONFLY WHISPERER

I took my friends, Dee and Michael, to RSPB Saltholme for a grand day out and Mike's cap proved irresistible to at least three dragonflies, which landed on it at various times. It reminded me of the 1950s cartoons of little boys with propeller-type blades on their caps. (Could you actually get those, or was it just a cartoon thing?)