Please read crows 1 and 2, comments are appreciated, thank you.
The legend of a crow court describes how a flock of crows descend onto a magpie or another rebel crow and form a ring around the accused bird , questioning takes place, if the verdict of the prisoner by the court is judged guilty, the prisoner is pecked to death.
My parents who were country people, my Father, son of farmers and my Mother, daughter of a head butler and his wife, granddaughter of a headmaster and his wife, all who lived and worked in the country and were steeped in country ways, passed this legend about the crows to me.
I was also taught about magpies and how unlucky it is to see only one, one for sorrow two for joy, and when magpies are seen always perform a little ceremony, which I have always followed.
Early morning of the 30th November 2018 on holiday again in a cottage in our beautiful English Lake District which I love, simultaneously I saw a lone magpie and heard a song which I attribute to very bad luck, quickly switching off the music I saluted the magpie. Dismissing all of this, not being superstitious, I left the cottage for a days fell walking.
The day was beautiful, every moment was savoured, planning to either walk or drive to a further destination for a high walk and needing supplies which I purchased at the local supermarket, stopping at a favourite cafe for the best coffee. Ready to walk to my car, not far away, to drop off the shopping.
Almost at my car my left booted foot hit a rock which was buried beneath leaves and gravel, I remember hitting the ground very hard then nothing, hearing a man’s voice calling to me are you ok, the kindest man I have met, a stranger, his eyes were full of concern as he asked can he call someone, he asked if I was alright to get up, he lifted me up and spoke again about ringing for help, I reassured him and said I would be ok and thanked him, then realised my lovely new sunglasses were smashed to bits, shopping splayed, I was covered in gravel and dirt, he helped with all of this. I cannot thank this man enough, he rescued me from concussion. He told me he had actually driven the wrong way, I noticed his small red van with the door wide open so he must have ran to me. I was in shock so did not ask his name, so wish I had, I would like to thank him again for what he did for me, grateful for ever!
It is a week later and my face and body are still black and blue, my left eye badly swollen still but all getting better, the shock lasted several days. Keswick hospital are wonderful, I cannot thank them enough, they told me I have been very lucky.
The area where this accident happened is named Crow Park.
Please read Crows 1 and 2 and 3, comments are appreciated, thank you.