This Sunday, just before noon, Zoe and I were walking up Broad Street, the main shopping street in Reading. It was a fine sunny day and there were lots of people about. Suddenly Zoe pointed to the sky. There a red kite was drifting eastwards just above the level of the roof tops. It was so low that all the markings on its underside were clearly visible. This was the best view I have ever had of one of these birds, and it was from a town centre not from the countryside.