I saw a stoat a few weeks ago on the Polesden Lacey estate. To be perfectly honest, the group of us were talking so loudly when we were walking in Knepp that I'm surprised we saw anything at all. Generally, I now try to practise what I'm christening 'mindful walking' - walking more slowly and quietly, with no rush, looking up in trees and also down at the ground, along gaps between foliage, and at sunny ant hills where there may be reptiles sunning themselves. Too many people are walking, running and cycling at break-neck speeds in order to build-up that statutory number of 'steps' that their Apple watch or Fitbit insists they reach for the day, that they can't possibly appreciate the beauty they are passing through and missing.