After the foxes a couple of weeks ago, which have now quietened down a bit (although my nights are not without gekkering, and the foxes are sometimes noisy too), I thought I'd return to the theme of what noisy bloody animals have I got in my "garden" (a scrubby patch of paving with a couple of huge unregarded trees undermining the foundations of the property in which I rent a room).*
The foxes can still be heard scrapping some nights until about 3 am, at which point the "dawn" chorus of blackbirds, robins, blue tits, great tits, and wrens takes over. As Eos wraps her rosy fingers around the residential towerblocks of the Brandon Estate, the crows, oddly social as they are in London, join in with their percussive conversational cawing. With the sun up, from high atop the television ariels seagulls begin their evocative mewing, which despite being distinctly lacking in proximity to the briny deep summons a whiff of ozone to the nostrils, or perhaps that's just my bedroom.
So far, so native. But a recent addition to the local cacophony, and perhaps the loudest part of it is this week's animal of the week Psittacula krameri (ring-necked parakeet). For people living around southwest London ring-necked parakeets have been a familiar sight for a few decades now. But recently they have spread from their stronghold around Richmond, first west to Windsor and now north and east through the rest of London. They are now a common sight on Hampstead Heath and in the past couple of years they've colonised more central parks including Hyde Park and Kensington Gardens and even the grandest of all the parks, Kennington Park.
Ring-necked parakeets are native to a great swathe the old world from the foothills of the Himalayas to the forests of West Africa, but their closest natural home to Europe is the middle east. One -- likely apocryphal -- story of the birds' arrival in the UK puts their origins with the release of parakeets used in the filming of the African Queen at Shepperton Studios in Surrey. But given that parakeets are found in other major European cities including those in France, the Netherlands, and Spain (recently seen in both Madrid and Seville by yours truly), they are most likely descended from escaped pets.
Whatever their origins, the ring-necked parakeets seem to be here to stay. With tens of thousands of birds breeding in the UK, and sporadic sightings all over the country, if they haven't made it to you yet, it's perhaps only a matter of time before their raucous noisy fast flight becomes a familiar sight, certainly around major urban areas. The birds are unmistakable: noisy, bright green, pointed wings and a long tail make them quite unlike anything else you are likely to see, and if they live near you, you will notice them in no time.
As with any introduced species, there's a fear that they might upset the ecosystems in which they find themselves outcompeting native birds, especially when they expand in such number. But then London and the home counties to the west are already so disturbed by human activity, perhaps that is how they have managed to establish themselves so successfully in our gardens, which, after all, are home to many alien species already -- the parakeets in my back garden sit in an enormous eucalyptus tree and an out of control fig.
*Not for long. Once again I need to move since the landlord is selling this place. If you hear of anyone with a room anywhere in London, please do let me know.
Oh I long for the days of bright green winged beasties filling the air in grey Stockwell. until then the mangey dull pigeons will have to suffice.
ReplyDeleteBut they are there in Stockwell, or a stone's throw. I've seen them also in Battersea Park.
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