Why you should feed the birds (and be more healthy and happy)!

garden-birdbath-sparrowsStudies prove that nature has a beneficial effect on our happiness. So here’s how £40 spent a year ago continually restored my spirits throughout the troubled times of 2016.

David Attenborough’s Planet Earth II has been attracting higher than expected viewers. Aside it being jaw-dropping brilliant television, one explanation for its success is that it has offered escape and therapy in troubled times.

Confused and troubled by world or personal events we want to seek reassurance, to anchor ourselves in the rhythms of nature and the comfort of landscape (even if there’s the paradox that we are collectively wreaking huge destruction on the natural world).

It is increasingly understood how nature and landscape can have a beneficial effect on mental health and happiness. A recent study has proved that regularly spending time in nature is good for our wellbeing.

In our garden, which is more a row of unkempt communal gardens mostly neglected by their tenement inhabitants, we don’t have Wilson’s birds-of-paradise showing off vivid iridescent colours for a mate. Nor do we have the madcap head-scanning comedy of the pink flamingos. Our view on nature is decidedly more mundane and urban British, our birds brown and dowdy give or take the red splash of the robin’s breast, and mute greens and yellows of a greenfinch. Our birds seem to like the semi-wildness of the gardens although they have declined a little since a secret, forgotten and inaccessible walled garden was absorbed into new student accommodation development. (Lest we forget that these old tenements also once displaced nature and habitats).


A year ago I spent £40 on a bird bath and a bird feeding station. You don’t need to spend this much to feed the birds but it was one of the best £40 I have ever spent.  In fact I asked for them as Christmas presents much to the bemused ribbing by some of the family, and carefully positioned them in the garden so I could see the birds from my work desk.

There are writers far more expert and skilled at writing on nature than I am but what joy comes with a garden full of birds! We have all the usual urban suspects: wrens, robins, tits and sparrows. They bring life and noise and movement with their purposeful darts and swoops from branch to ivy to stone, and their thrum of wing. In the spring I am “enchanted by birds telling each other to f**k off” as a hilarious Daily Mash article put it, violent, furious threats disguised as birdsong.

Like Planet Earth the stories of the birds in the garden are not always happy as chicks fall out of nests and nature takes its inevitable cruel turn. Once I was watching some sparrows hop about the flower beds. As I turned there was a flash and pandemonium broke out amongst the birds who scattered, squawking in terror. I couldn’t be sure but I thought it was a sparrowhawk carrying off a sparrow. It was fast, sudden and violent. It was also ruthless and precise. The sparrowhawk probably had young to feed,  it’s more difficult to stomach when well-fed domestic cats plunder a nest. For a couple of years a pair of blackbirds made mistakes with the siting of their nests and paid heavy prices by losing their chicks one by one. You could tell something was up when the garden was suddenly filled with the distressed cries of the parents as they futilely divebombed a cat padding off with a struggling chick in its mouth. Thankfully the blackbirds learnt their lesson.

Despite having to witness nature’s ruthlessness, imagine the still sadness of a garden without birds? I love the indignation of a thrush, so busy fighting off rivals to the food supply that she forgets to feed herself. I love the blackbirds scouring the lawn for worms when I have bothered to mow it. I love the flurries of seeds rejected by fussy blue tits, descending down to the deliriously excited pigeons gloriously strutting about with jerking heads and puffed pompous chests.

But it’s the energy of the sparrows that are most uplifting.  It can be quiet for a while, then a flock of sparrows descend, with a life-affirming jabbering, scolding, squabbling cacophony. They take over the birdbath and the feeding station although their noise seems to bring in other birds who hop in and out amongst them. It’s difficult to avoid falling into an anthropomorphic trap but they seem to line up for the bird bath on a nearby railing, as if they are clutching tiny towels and bathing suits for a dip as they wait their turn and reproach the ones taking too long.

Stuck for a Christmas present? Worried about the age of post-truth politics and false news cottage industries? Spend £40 (or much less) and get the bird food in. You won’t regret it even when you have to wash the feeders because the birds have crapped all over them. If you don’t have a garden one neighbour hangs seed fillers on his second floor window and side-walls.

If 2017 is going to continue in the same vein as 2016 you’ll need our feathered friends to restore your spirits. They need you in turn to help prevent their decline.

14 thoughts on “Why you should feed the birds (and be more healthy and happy)!

  1. 2 years ago I moved to a house with a garden after 8 years in flats without one and it has made such a difference, whether it’s the plants, the butterflies, the birds or simply my cat’s antics on the grass. All those years spent in flats I used to love visiting my parents’ house in the ‘burbs of Glasgow where squirrels, foxes, and mice also visited amongst the bird life. Can’t beat a bit of green space, no matter how big or small.

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    • Entirely agree with you – it’s lovely to look out of the window and see a bit of green space even if it is small, messy and the city is pressing in. We have squirrels at the window and the occasional fox in the garden. My mother-in-law’s garden in the Glasgow ‘burbs seems to be Piccadilly Circus for wildlife, probably because she can’t help feeding them.


  2. Hi Alex: I love your bird piece and just wanted to tell you that years ago, when I was in Macduff Rd, I had a flock of sparrows living in the tree outside my bedroom window. They were wonderfully cheerful. The male would regularly stand on a branch and fluff himself up, flap his wings, and do the sparrow version of a clock crowing. And once in a while, they would all gather and do a group bonding exercise by all shouting at the top of their tiny lungs. And then they were gone…. very sad. I still had blue tits nesting in the box I installed near that same window, and blackbirds nesting in the honeysuckle on top of the garden wall. The nemesis was magpies. There used to be an ex army fellow at the head of Battersea Park, and he went out very early and culled “vermin” with a silenced gun. Crows, foxes, and probably magpies. When he left, all these predators multiplied hugely, and an overflow flock of magpies took up residence in a garden behind mine. One sad day, I heard that dreaded chattering and rushed down to my garden to find 4 dead tit chicks and two dead blackbird chicks lying on the paving. Magpies are like foxes: they kill for fun. The RSPCB was useless. Han g CDs from the trees was their only suggestion…. my cats never caught a bird in all the years I lived there, and at fledging time I kept them indoors. All the best, Christine

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    • Thanks Christine! I always remember your lovely garden in Macduff Rd including that beautiful sign you painted asking people not to throw litter in it! I agree with you about magpies and that terrible clatter they have. Luckily they don’t visit too much. The RSPB says there is no evidence that population of garden birds suffer in the presence of magpies, or did when I last looked it up, but anecdotally everyone seems to disagree and has similar horror stories. Like your army fellow a friend of mine goes out shooting magpies and jays in his local patch muttering that “these bloody birds shouldn’t be here” and sounding like some belligerent UKIP nutter applying extreme immigration solutions to the avian world. But when I hear about magpies destroying nests just for the hell of it I can’t help but cheer him on. He swears it helps other birds to grow in number and he does seem to have a local thriving population.


  3. What a brilliant idea, yet so simple. I don’t have a garden, but I love to watch the cliques of pampered swans on the Vltava River. I take whatever nature I can get.

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    • I think the loss in London is down to lack of insects for the chicks but apparently the decrease has levelled off and they are hoping greater awareness with bring them back. They are very engaging birds an dam lucky that so far they seem common in my neck of the woods.


  4. True – what a great idea for a present! Nothing gives us more pleasure than watching the birds feed. However, we also have turtle doves who often hover over the bird feeder (the one on the garden table)! Thus, i keep one more feeder on a nearby Mock Orange Tree – where the little ones can feed. Without us feeding wild birds, there is no way they could survive now that most of their habitat is gone. Thanks for this. Eve


    • Thanks ED – sounds like you have a great system going on! I had to look up Mock Orange tree and it looks beautiful in bloom. We do have to help nature along although having said that I’ve noticed the berries are not touched that much and our birds do not look half-starved at all. I think there are a few feeders across the row of gardens so they do very well.

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