Good Terns
I always love going to “the Skerries”, off Anglesey. This time of year is particularly exciting because I know I’ll be greeted by a cloud of loud squaking artic & common terns. Every year they come back to the island to nest. We were lucky enough to be invited up to the lighthouse where the bird warden’s stay to get a closer look at the hundreds of birds who are sitting on eggs – some of them just a few centimetres from the path. It was wise to have a hat on, and even wiser to hold something else above your head as a few people got pecked by defensive birds. One drew a spot of blood on Barry’s head – even through his hat.
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