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Birdsong and a red brick wall


All the birds are singing as I weave my way through bumper to bumper traffic on the Middleway, ignoring irate drivers who gesticulate wildly at me for having the audacity to walk on a pedestrian green, leaving them stranded in the box junction they impatiently straddled in heavy, slow moving traffic. Despite fuel nudging £1.70 a litre with the war in Ukraine, there are few signs that Brummies intend to give up their cars any time soon.

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