English Pastoral : An Inheritance
'Tell them. Tell them what is happening on the land. Someone has to tell them . . .
When I was young there was cowslips and ragged robin everywhere, and butterflies on the thyme in the rocky crags on the fell. The becks were full of minnows, the pools alive with them, and water boatmen skating on the top . . .
I'm maybe old and stupid, but I like to see them anymore. But you don't see them anymore. And greed is to blame. Greed. And it will get worse if they don't change things.
English Pastoral tells of an ancient landscape on the verge of collapse.