Windy days, when leaves fly, branches swing, people put their heads down.
I like meerkats because of the way they stand up to see what's going on. They gather intelligence like you and me.
A telephone engineer kneels beside one of those pavement-side boxes packed with skeins and skeins of wires, each representing somebody's landline - the tangles of people's lives. He talks earnestly to one line, to which his handset is attached.