The tone is
set by the title. This isn’t ‘Managing for Birds’ or ‘Caring for Birds’ or
‘Working-in-Partnership-with-Stakeholders-for-Birds’, although Avery does
plenty of all three. It’s ‘Fighting for Birds’. It’s ‘in yer face’ nature
conservation. It’s assertive, uncompromising and outspoken. Few prisoners are
taken.
It starts
slowly with chapters describing Avery’s youth, and his entry into the RSPB. I
warmed to this, if only because his memories of ‘Peterson, Mountford and
Hollom’, ‘The Selfish Gene’ and ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ are mine also. There are
chapters on early experiences in the Flow Country and working with roseate
terns. You could be forgiven for thinking this is one of those rather worthy
‘my life with birds’ books.
But it
gathers pace with a chapter on the vital importance of sound data for bird
conservation, before moving on to nature reserves, climate science, farmland
birds and the value of reintroductions. Avery provokes the reader at every
turn. Was it right to shoot ruddy ducks? How would a reintroduced white-tailed
eagle fare in Norfolk? What was Prince Harry really up to, that evening when
two hen harriers were shot at Sandringham? Do egg collectors suffer from sexual
inadequacy? There’s a lot to ponder.
But despite
the combative tone, it’s Avery’s candour that makes him so persuasive. Nobody
in nature conservation really thought hen harriers could affect grouse
populations. But Avery readily acknowledges that the science is undeniable;
they do. As a Labour Party member, he praises Michael Meacher, but also has
warm words for John Gummer. The RSPB’s experiment with farming has been a
qualified success, but far from plain sailing. At every turn he emphasises
being honest with ourselves. In an age when, from climate change to badgers,
opinion drives evidence rather than vice versa, this attitude is so refreshing
it could make you cry.
It would be
hard to make any criticism, but the reintroduction chapter makes no mention of
the osprey project 20 miles from Avery’s home which, incidentally, led to the
species breeding again in Wales. The section on politics is also a bit thin. It’s
so much more complicated than a simple left / right question. What of differing
shades, from one-nation Tory to neoliberal Thatcherite? What of the Liberal
Democrats, UKIP, the Greens, Plaid Cymru, the SNP, and Northern Ireland
parties? Maybe that is another book.
After a
delightful ‘light relief’ chapter of anecdotes (my favourite: the opening ‘Unleash
Hell!’ scene from the film Gladiator was filmed next to the RSPB reserve at
Farnham Heath) the book comes to its conclusion on the future. Whether you
agree with Avery’s views on a ‘super NGO’ or not, it’s inspiring stuff. His
message, that you don’t have to be a victim, that if we choose to be passive
then we collude in the environment’s degradation, is compelling.
If you are a
young person, maybe starting out on a career in nature conservation, ‘Fighting
for Birds’ should be in your induction pack. No one, perhaps except Peter
Marren, writes better. But anyone who cares about the future of wildlife in
Britain should read this book. And if you enjoy it – and I bet you will – there’s
more at markavery.info/blog
Andrew Lucas
(This review first appeared in the winter 2012 edition of Natur Cymru)
(This review first appeared in the winter 2012 edition of Natur Cymru)
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