I’ve just watched another of my neighbours rip up everything green and growing around their home. It’s enough to make David Attenborough weep I’ve just watched another of my neighbours rip up everything green and growing around their home. It’s enough to make David Attenborough weep I t’s noisy outside. I forget over winter how loud the garden gets when the imperatives of shagging, fighting for territory, then raising babies become urgent – the sparrows are kicking off, the tits are fighting a