ANOTHER ONE BITES THE DUST
I really hope that you know what a Curlew looks like. Even moreso, I hope you know what one sounds like. There are fewer sounds in British nature more evocative than the bubbling, whooping call of a Curlew on a misty morning.
But now, sadly, there is one fewer Curlew species than there was when I was born. As regular readers will know, I use ‘my lifetime’ of almost sixty years a lot to measure…