We're destroying our countryside – and for what?

By the time you read this I'll be in the place that makes me happier than anywhere else in the world: a section of the Wye valley in beautiful mid-Wales, where I'll spend every day paddling in streams and plunging in mill ponds and playing cockie-ollie in the bracken and wandering across the sunlit uplands, drinking in perhaps the finest view God ever created — the one across the Golden Valley towards the Black Mountains, and beyond that to the Brecon Beacons.

And each time I do so I wonder sadly whether this will be the last time I get to witness such perfection. No, I'm not dying, I don't think. But the country I love is.

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