Page 60 - BBC Wildlife Volume 36 #06
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Judith Wakelam releases a
       swift nestling that she has
       painstakingly rehabilitated
       – something once thought
       impossible – in her kitchen
       and spare room. “It is such
       a privilege to do it,” she says.











                   he mid-morning sky is hazy   story of this band of nature lovers, busily
                   and alive with dancing St   putting up swift nestboxes in a historic
                   Mark’s flies – perfect swift   market town, and of the 50 or more other
                   food. We’re scanning the   groups that have sprung up in villages,
                   Wiltshire rooftops through   towns and cities nationwide, is among
                   binoculars, hoping for swifts,   the most inspiring in British conservation
                   but while gazing skywards it   today. It is grassroots action at its best –
         T is easy to lose your sense of   highly effective, and far removed from the
         scale. Nope, definitely a fly. And another.   bureaucracy of big organisations.
         Then, miraculously, they appear.    “All summer I live and breathe swifts.
           One minute the horizon is birdless, the   I dream swifts,” smiles Rowena. “In
         next it’s seething with sickle-shaped wings.   Bradford-on-Avon they usually turn up on
         The swifts are back. Too far away to hear the   4 May, my husband Bill’s birthday, and
         thrilling screams that earned them the folk   leave around 6 August, my daughter’s
         name ‘screecher’, but just knowing they   birthday. So swifts circle around these
         have returned from Africa safely is enough.  major milestones in my life. I love that.”
           “Fantastic! A big arrival, and right on   Like many other ardent swift fans,
         time,” says an excited Rowena Quantrill,   Rowena keeps a list of annual arrival and
         in whose hillside garden we are swift-  departure dates – “my earliest ever record
         watching. We enjoy the swifts in silence,   is 16 April”, she says – and along with the
         as they tear helter-skelter through the warm   dozen others in the swift group anticipates
         May air – the writer Robert Macfarlane has   each spring’s precious first sighting with
         called them “boy racers”. Their haste seems   a touching reverence. Swifts, after all,
         at odds with the genteel, honeyed-stone
         streets of Bradford-on-Avon down below.
         “Funny how some species of bird attract
         groupies like me,” Rowena says. “Swifts are
         one of those. They take over your life!”
           Rowena is a founding member of a small
         but thriving swift conservation group. The





















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