Monday, October 03, 2005

Brock hard….

Last night I saw something I’ve never seen before. And it was bloody great. I’d gone for a bit of a drive – something I do now and again to clear my head, get away from the kids - and listen to a bit of Zepp….. very, very loudly.

I turned down a country lane – and there, curled up lying in the middle of the road was a young badger. It had obviously been hit by a car. It looked dead.

For some reason, I decided to stop the car right in front of it. That way, I could protect it from further harm it if it was, by a miracle still alive. All of a sudden, the badger twitched, jumped up and strolled across the road to safety. Tough or what? It looked fine – a bit wobbly, a bit shaky, but basically he looked OK. He sat down in the verge, checked himself over and ambled into the undergrowth.

I’ve never seen a live badger before, just road-kills. This guy was just immaculate, black and white stripes, grey flanks and a big black snout. What was really amazing though – this badger was only 800 yards from our house - which is on the A59, one of the busiest roads in the country.

5 comments:

John said...

Nice story. Keep it's whereabouts secret or some bastard will have it torn to pieces.

Roger B. said...

I read somewhere that cars kill 40,000 badgers every year, so this one was lucky to survive.

simon said...

Just goes to show...you can't keep an Urban Badger down.

"Alice" said...

That needs a great big, Ahhhh.

wonkotsane said...

I lived in the sticks until a few years ago and have seen quite a few badgers. Vicious little buggers they are too.

Did you know, by law, if you see a dead badger you have to take it to the nearest police station? One of those daft laws we have.