Brides Chickens

Harbingers of spring,
the sound of oystercatchers
whistling in the dark.

We went up to the university last night to see Chico and Rita (not as good as the hype – showing nudity and drug-taking doesn’t make animation ‘adult’), and as we left the car park the air was full of the whistling of returning oyster-catchers. They nest on the flat roofs during the spring and they are incredibly noisy, especially at night. In gaelic the are known as ghille-bridhe (the servants of Bridget) because they usually arrive round about her feast day, which is why they are also called Bride’s chickens.

1 Comment

  • Floss says:

    Bride’s chickens – that’s lovely! We had a pair who used to nest on our riverbank every year when we live inland in Cumbria.

    If you were interested in my handkerchiefs but didn’t want to pay postage costs from France, I could post them to you much cheaper when I come to the UK in two weeks, by the way…

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