I have just spent a pleasant 25 minutes standing the middle of the wood close to marley tower's listening to the evening chorus every bit as good as the dawn chorus all the small birds singing there heads of and the pheasants kicking up a right racket when they fly up to roost.
And just to put the icing on the cake a brief glimpse of the Muntjac deer as he sauntered across the drive it's good living in the middle nowhere jacob