17 May 1971 From the broad ridge the fertile Shropshire plain spreads out to the south and the hills of Wales to the north and west
SHROPSHIRE: On a broad ridge high above the market town, the old racecourse is now a bracken-clad common, dotted with small rowans and hawthorns and intersected by paths of short turf. The views from it are magnificent, with the fertile Shropshire plain spread out to the south and the hills of Wales, a bewildering mass of rounded summits, to the north and west. Scores of willow warblers were singing there as well as the first whitethroats that I have heard this year, whilst in the deep valley below the plateau a cuckoo was calling. On the low wall of a ruined barn almost smothered in brambles, a black cat was prowling above a baby rabbit which was apparently trying to climb the wall into the predators jaws. The terriers drove off the cat and the rabbit escaped into the dense bramble thicket.
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