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A lot of lies about song thrushes, from the ‘Lies About Birds’ series. (Scroll down to read the text.) Illustrated with a poor photograph of a paper bird I have made out of old RSPB magazines.
A4 print, mounted (and put in a cellophane bag to prevent escapes).
(Please note that, regretfully, I don’t send work outside of the UK.)
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“If some fool gives you the name ‘Turdus’ you have two choices in life, to hide away in shame or face it out as brashly as you can. The song thrush has chosen the latter option. It is LOUD. Often referred to as ‘compact’ in relation to other thrushes, the song thrush prefers to think of itself as ‘sturdy’. It is the bruiser of the thrush world. No-one calls it Turdus to its face anymore. Given an audience, or another song thrush to compete with, this glorious songster will throw out the loudest, clearest and cleverest phrases in the garden. Twice. Sometimes three times. Just because it can. And if you dismiss the performance saying ‘singing’s a bit girly,’ the song thrush will pick up a snail the size of its head and bash it to death on a stone it rightly refers to as its anvil. This rough diamond of a bird is gloriously rebellious. If it wants to start singing in November, which it will, I’d like to see you try and stop it.”