As a follower of this blog and someone who is passionate about the natural world, have you ever had that feeling that its always you that people turn to, to ask what’s happening to hedgehogs? Or swifts? Or why the river is too polluted. Or if they should buy an electric car, but crikey why do they cost so much?
If such moments feel a bit familiar, then probably so does the feeling that comes while you’re responding. At best it’s the feeling that comes with taking the chat to somewhere serious and sombre. It may be the feeling that sharing your interest in nature, wildlife, the environment always comes with a large side serving of doom and gloom. It often comes with the sense of ‘am I the only one who thinks this way?’ or cares enough about such things to take them seriously. It’s frequently a lonely feeling.
On Saturday I had the wonderful experience of being surrounded by tens of thousands of people – 60,000, or maybe 80,000 to 100,000 take your pick from the various media reports – all who had so much in common that they gathered together in London. A deep love for nature (however they choose to define it), an alarm for how we treat nature in the UK (whoever they choose to blame) and a determination that we should do much, much better. Now. Before it’s too late.