Friday, 30 April 2010

A dab of vole-y water

Exciting blog news. My brother has started a blog, recording his experiences as a shopkeeper, sub-postmaster and farmer in the Cotswold village of Bibury. Should be a contrast to the gritty urban perspective of Ragbag, eh?

And he's waded straight into what's currently making the village buzz: voles. Given he's a literate chap I think it's safe to say his post title is a reference to one of the most magnificent lines in literature:
Feather-footed through the plashy fen passes the questing vole.

But it's more a case of gum-booted through the plashy rack isle passes the vole quester. Anyway, if you wish to explore issues around voles then read on...


Gadjo Dilo said...

You have a brother! (Is he "Gaw 2" or are you "Gaw 2"?) I shall endeavour to have a look at his vole-orientated adventures.

worm said...

I think the voleblog has a great future, in only 2 posts your brother has already conjoured up a pleasingly langourous agrestic scene

Sean said...

any Swifts? large numbers anyday now?

Gaw said...

Gadjo: He's Raw, oh yes.

Worm: I think you can expect more 'Nature Notes'.

Sean: I haven't seen any in London. Perhaps our rural affairs correspondent will let us know about the Cotswolds.