Watching uncommon birds is a joyful solution to commune with nature. However obsession can spill over into the entitled aggression we see in hunters and shooters
Like many individuals, I’ve received an unfinished novel in a drawer. It contains a serial-killing twitcher, and isn’t value me – not to mention any reader – ending. I used to be reminded of my anti-hero when watching video of a confrontation between a gaggle of obsessive birdwatchers and two nature reserve wardens.
Associated: Twitchers: a uncommon breed | Patrick Barkham