Panic In The Woods!

A beautiful sun-drenched stroll in parts I n'er have strolled before. I enter the woods. Irrational panic takes hold. What if I encounter a life-less body lying in the undergrowth? Someone's gotta find them. Normally it's a man in his early fifties wearing a red anorak whilst walking a black labrador. However, this may not always be the case.

In 1991 a body was found by a canal near Rugby by a 38 year-old man wearing an authentic Peruvian poncho. The body in question was fortunately still alive and merely having an afternoon snooze on buttercups but it does illustrate the possibility of someone other than the anorak-clad quinquangenarian finding bodies.

Thankfully I negotiate the woods without discovering a body and indeed I'm fortunate enough to discover a fine example of oakmoss lichen. I perhaps should have a more optimistic outlook on entering woods.