15th May 2010. The Curlew is a magnificent bird, it stands about half a metre high with enormous black hypnotic eyes used for night feeding. There is a curlew at the bowling club near here that stands by the external floor to ceiling window all day. Its mate was run over by a speeding or drunk driver , she mates for life, she thinks the reflection in the window is her mate – she will possibly die there but certainly will never produce any more curlews – we will be the worse off for it.
’ Thirst is the end of drinking and sorrow is the end of drunkenness’