Over the last few years, I've developed into an enthusiastic but very amateur bird watcher. My other main hobby is photography and the two have fuelled one another. Photographically, bird watching is an expensive hobby because you can never have a long enough lens or a big enough piece of costly glass at the front of it. But, for the pure joy of bird watching, all you need is warm clothes to protect you from the British weather and, probably, a pair of binoculars.
This book is perfect for the amateur but keen British bird watcher. Matt Merritt is not just a keen ornithologist but also a poet: he writes joyfully and beautifully about a topic that he is clearly passionate about. Even a non-bird watcher who appreciates nature and good writing would, I'm sure, enjoy this book. I'm less sure that a non-British person would enjoy it as it is quintessentially and parochially British. But I might be wrong about that given the quality of the writing.
Merritt takes us with him on a number of bird watching expeditions through the course of year when he visited some key sites of large gatherings of birds across the UK. Along they way, he discusses the behaviour of birds, the unlikely origin of some of their names and, without getting technical, a bit of science thrown in for good measure now and then.
I've just handed my copy to my wife (also keen, fortunately, as I'm sure there can't be anything much worse than being married to a bird watcher if you are not interested yourself) and told her she must read it. If you are interested in birds at all or if you simply enjoy nature and good writing, this is an excellent book to settle down with.