Seven Starlings Story!
Very rough pastel sketch on sugar paper of two of seven baby Starlings I reared and released. A more satisfactory ending than the Spugs saga but not without it's own funny memories. Two nests of day old Starlings were uncovered when a roof was stripped for re-tiling, there were eleven altogether and to condense a long story I ended up rearing them. I lost four in the first few days but managed to rear seven on Pedigree chum puppy food until they fledged. It felt like the longest three weeks of my life. I worked full time in an uncommon work place and managed to take them all with me in my beat up landrover. When I went to feed them I would open the door and all seven of them would fly out and stick to my jumper, it was like having seven living broaches. The journey too and from work was just as chaotic as I lived an hours distance away and would have my stop off points to feed them...a layby here and a farm track there. When they finally started living in the trees in the garden e
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