Eh up! The world's gone mad. First, a new road in Redditch is to be named after the founding father of Pakistan - a country that not only brought us close, recently, to a nuclear war in a spat with India over a bit of barren scrubland called Kashmir but also is a covert supporter of the terrorist organisation Al Qaeda.

If the Pakistani community feels Mohammed Ali Jinnah's desires of a country independent from Britain are so worthy, why are they living in Redditch and not Rawalpindi?

What's next to complain? That while they are "in" the nation, they are not "of" the nation?

Second, Mike Chaplin wishes to slaughter all the magpies (Letters, June 12).

God is alive and well and living in Goodrich Close.

Mr Chaplin might consider that blue tits easily produce some nine or 10 young in a year precisely to allow for natural wastage. Without this wastage, we would be knee deep in song birds.

Song birds, like all our feathered friends, only have one serious enemy - it walks on two legs and is called man.

Don Vincent

Middleton Mews

Winyates East