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On the towpath a young Wood Mouse, not much bigger than a bumble bee, but with a hairless tail two or three times its body length, cowers wide-eyed, as if dazed and surprised to see me. I touch it gently and it scampers off into grass.
A pair of Mistle Thrushes feed on the Pyracantha berries by the lock-keeper's cottage.
A Cormorant flies low over the canal, vering off slightly as it passes me. It touches down on the surface, splashing as it takes off again.