No idling

Or as we say in the North East
No rest for the wicked and less for the ill-tricket. This resonates with me - I am in London to carry out a daunting task.

The green parakeets which dash in squabbling flocks from plane tree to plane tree around Kew Green certainly do not indulge in idle chatter but screech raucously at each other - adding to the cacophony of road traffic and planes coming in to land at Heathrow.