You will never walk alone

Yesterday was the the 20th anniversary of the Hillsborough disaster. Twenty years ago 96 Liverpool supporters died in the crush during Liverpool's FA Cup semi against Nottingham Forest at 1506 BST.

I was in Malaysia at that time, staying up (it was 10pm) waiting in anticipation for the match to start. I could still recall the horror enfold in front of me as I watched the screen. It was distressing. I could remember thinking why don't they stop the game. Couldn't the authority see what's happening? Me and the rest of the world could.

It led to an outpouring of grief on Merseyside and the subsequent introduction of all-seater stadiums following Lord Justice Taylor's inquiry in to the tragedy. A tragedy waiting to happen due to poor design, bad management and neglect.

Everytime the fans belted out the above song, I will always remember the disaster and how precious life is. There was a rousing display yesterday before the 2 minute silence. And well done to Torres. He piled the pressure on Manchester United at the top of the Premier League as Liverpool bounced back from its Champions League agony to beat Blackburn 4-0 at Anfield.

An exhibition titled the Hard Rain Project is currently on display on campus in Wysteria Walk outside the Social Studies buildings. A 50m long canvas documents "the issues defining the 21st century". And I went to see it on a chilly morning before work.

When you have seen this exhibition,  life stops for a moment. You witnessed man's brutality and indifference to the environment. I was hooked (I prayed that you are too).  Hard Rain is a superb contribution to the debate on the environment. The compelling images provided by Mark Edwards, the moving verses of Bob Dylan, and the thought-provoking observations of David Bohm gives a sense of purpose and a desire to do something positive, something that will make a difference.

I walked solitary along the line of posters, reading words piled on words, seeing image on image in this bleak chilly morning. Only missing was Dylan's song. But the bird songs accompanied me. It really inspired me to make a difference, somewhere, however small.

Yesterday we went to out favourite playground, this time a walk through the woods. We were greeted with choirs upon choirs. Birds everywhere, flirting among the tree tops and the undergrowth. It was peaceful (?). You know what I mean.

We went to the furthest hide, the Riverside. We saw this pair of Canada geese hissing at a Mute Swan. They were protecting their nest and we could see at least 3 eggs.

It's Easter Sunday today. Have a lovely long Bank Easter weekend. We will be having a very, very lazy, relaxing one.

At last, I managed to get this beautiful Goldfinch posing for me.