Buddy Holly and the Rabbits
e all know that spring has been late this year, but on Thursday, it felt like the first day of summer. Young rabbits hopped nervously in the grass verges, people wore sleeveless tops and, as the train trundled between Alsager and Kidsgrove, I saw a man sitting on a canal lock gate in the sunshine, feet dangling over the water, and playing a guitar. (No, his feet weren't playing the guitar. Don't be so pedantic.)
I don't think he was singing, but he may just have been playing the opening section of a song. There was no-one around him, just fields. Perhaps he was trying to calm the rabbits down.
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And rabbits, let's face it, could do with some calming influences.
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