We’re now into what I like to call ‘Fluffed-up February.’ It’s still rather chilly for parrots like me, but at least the days are getting longer, and it won’t be too long before some of my feathered friends begin to leave Africa and head north to spend their Summer with us. Yes, the skies will be criss-crossed as flocks of birds come and go, probably amassing a trillion wingbeats between them.   Meanwhile, humans tend to go on shorter migrations which they like to call ‘holid

My owner announced the other day that he was off to see a bunch of starlings. Yes, starlings! The same noisy, greedy and endlessly pooing vagabonds that regularly visit our garden bird feeders. And not for the first time, I began to wonder if he had finally ‘lost it.’ I mean, why go on a mini migration, lasting one and a half hours, to see something undesirable that’s already in your garden? Well, it turns out that he went to a nature reserve on the Somerset Levels. And he wa