As you can imagine, nobody is keener on the protection of birds than I am.
Mr Harper, it turned out, was lucky to get away with a conditional discharge, while a spokesman for Merseyside police, keen to uphold the rights of dead stuffed owls, warned that ‘the legislation is in place to protect endangered species whether an animal is alive or dead’.
Or even, it seems, if it never existed in the first place – if another case reported this week is anything to go by. A Northumberland auctioneer, Mr Jim Railton, was not as lucky as Mr Harper. He was prosecuted and fined £1,000 for putting a collection of 100-year-old birds’ eggs (many of them broken) up for sale. In addition he must pay a “victim’s surcharge” of £15, though who the victim is or was has not been made clear.
Who is behind these farcical prosecutions? I suspect the hand of the militant Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, the same organisation that has helped to fill the sky over my house with menacing red kites. It may well be time for the Queen to consider whether such an organisation as the RSPB should continue to be allowed to use the prefix “royal”.
Reminds me of the Monty Python Dead Parrot skit from 40 years ago. (Man, am I that old?)
PS If you wonder why your police are so deplorable it's because all the good ones have migrated down here.
Getting picked up by the police in Australia is like finding yourself in an episode of The Bill.
Great fun, Drayton. It must be wonderful to have a full-time profession of thinking up these asinine laws. I think a funny video is in order on this one…so when do we get to see you dressed in feathers and protesting? It's just too good to pass up, and I bet it would go “viral.”