The walkers are thrilled. “Oh look, a heron amongst those nodding bulrushes! Get a photo.”

The proud garden owner is furious. Her koi have disappeared from the immaculate little pond. Herons are such vermin.

The heron flaps lazily from feast to feast, caring for her young and simply staying alive.

Rosie Douglas has been writing all her life, just for fun. She was born in the East End of London, England and although she says she hates London, she keeps getting drawn back there time after time