Editor:  During the lockdown, we are forbidden from driving to beauty spots and walking in National Trust parks. I wonder what the birds make of it all?

(With apologies to WS Gilbert)

On a tree by a river sat little Tom Tit

Singing ‘willow, titwillow, titwillow’.

His mate fluttered in and beside him did sit,

Singing ‘willow, titwillow, titwillow’.

“Oh, where are the people?” bewildered, he cried,

“Tis many a day since a soul I have spied”

“I think,” said his wife, “they’re all staying inside!”

“Oh willow, titwillow, titwillow”.

“I do like the quiet, I do like the peace!

“Oh, willow, titwillow, titwillow,

“But find myself wondering why did they cease

“Singing willow, titwillow, titwillow?”

“The people in hundreds of cars they all came

“Especially when there was no sign of much rain,

“The weather’s so nice, it seems such a shame!

“Oh willow, titwillow, titwillow!”

“I think I can tell you!” – she’d a smile on her beak,

Singing willow, titwillow, titwillow,

“For I saw some people last Saturday week,

“Singing willow, titwillow, titwillow,

“They stood in a group, they were flying a kite,

“Along came a police car with lights flashing bright,

“It seems the Old Bill gave those people a fright!

“Oh willow, titwillow, titwillow!”

A buzzard, above them, then uttered his ‘mew’

Oh willow, titwillow, titwillow.

As quick as they could off to safety they flew,

Singing willow, titwillow, titwillow!

Arrived at their nest then our avian pair

Correctly concluded what caused human scare:

“They’re frightened of critters that fly in the air!

“Oh willow, titwillow, titwillow!”

By Nigel Beeton