The Watchmen start their moves. The re-education of the old a'birderers has begun. I am to be visited. Cart-Track and Slack High water WEBBS are the subjects upon which I will receive reconstructive criticism.
Oh it is not right that we meekly fall into line with this- we must cherish our freedoms. To be able to walk in the countryside, enjoying the sights and sounds without having to be citizen a'birdering at all times. Just so simply be as one with nature, to be a modern day Thoreau in the woods (the Norse God of thundery rain). An a' birderer must be able to be just an a'birderer should he wish, why he can even be a CocK from time to time should the fancy take;- and, when the time is right, a citizen scientist of course.
But we must not be made to enter indentured servitude when it comes to matters of the countryside. We of the old school are the endangered species now.
Dean Cliff, as a fellow naturalist I will take you into my confidence. Do you remember young Thorndyke's stories of a handsome and heroic country priest forced to smuggle his bird sightings made upon the fictitious bird-filled marshes near Dingeyness? The Reverend Doctor Christopher Syndrome, that was his name. How that Priest flaunted the authorities so, avoiding all attempts to have him record any of his sightings with the men of Her Majesty's Customs, Excise, Revenue and Preventative Service(!) How he never allowed judge or jury near any of his rarities(!) And do you recall how he travelled about from rare to rare, disguised as 'The Scarce Crow'?
Well, I have heard that some City merchants, pawnbrokers and seabird -ringers have been protesting in anonymity against the recent bursting of the North Seas Bubble by wearing face masks of Guido Fawkes to avoid any vendettas. I think we a'birderers need to be able to protest as well. So I think we may just well be seeing the Scarce Crow in this Parish before too long. Yes, I think it is high time that Doctor Syndrome rides again(!).
Of course, if you do not agree, then please do forget I ever mentioned it.
And might I still borrow your pony next week?