19 SEPTEMBER 1952, page 13

Kestrel's Diet

The keeper met us at the door of his cottage, and we walked across the moor with him for our promised look round. A few grouse rose and sailed away out of sight. A kestrel......

That Compost Heap • Mr. Maurice Card, Of Leicester, Puts

me right on compost-making; but, without a structure in which to manage the process, I find it not so easy unless one uses an agent of some sort. Naturally rotted green stuff is......

Country Life

WRITING from Montrose, Mr. Ian Grant tells me how he watched a heron chased by a rook or a crow as I did a few months ago. I have thought a good deal about the hostility of......

Lamping Had I Ever Been Lamping, I Was Asked. I

had not. A long time ago I once tried to poach a few pheasants by moonlight. My efforts were not successful. Lamping was new to me. My friend, who had been out getting rabbits......

Perch-promenade A Breeze Ruffled The Reeds On The Far Side

of the lake, and the water in front of me rippled and became still again. In the depths the weeds swayed gently, and their shadows mottled the bottom so that at first I did not......