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“Last Chance to See”, the Hartlepool countryside events programme said, shamelessly plagiarising Douglas Adams.  It did the trick though, as some two dozen people turned up for the advertised five-mile walk, hoping for a glimpse, perhaps their first, or maybe their last, of a Red Squirrel. Hartlepool still surprises me with its contrasts and conflicts,Continue reading “The Lost World”