It started as a discussion over the Stilton and walnuts. By the time the cigar smoke cleared and the port had soaked through the tablecloth, the Robin had taken its place as Britain’s National Bird. The dinner table was small though and the electorate few.

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Fast forward 50-odd years and people began to question the validity of the Robin’s claim to the crown. Could the Robin justify its title when it had been elected from such a small voting pool?

David Lindo, AKA The Urban Birder, urged revolution and sought a ballot that would bring the public’s attention to an issue that had strangely passed them by until now. “A popular vote shall be held” announced David, “and whosoever wins the poll shall be acknowledged as Britain’s National Bird”. The election ran as an “antidote to the boredom and drudgery” of the concurrent general election and results were announced on the BBC’s “Springwatch Unsprung” on June 10th. Not unsurprisingly, the Robin (though now it is officially the European Robin) was re-elected.

The King is dead! Long live the King!

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We were not party to the count of the original decision, so it is not possible to say whether 34% share of the vote was an improved showing, but the Barn Owl in second place scored only 12% of the crosses, giving the Robin little cause for worry. The result did not meet with universal approval however. Partisan voters showed some disappointment that their candidates did not receive better backing, but there is no power-sharing here; no coalition. It’s a plain old-fashioned most-votes-wins.

So it’s official!

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Actually, it’s not.

Despite over 200,000 people expressing their preference, there is not a recognised body that deals with this kind of thing, thus before taking its place, the Robin must wait for such a body to be proposed, seconded, royally chartered and set up in a fancy London office where the Chablis and asparagus are served chilled in the back room. Then, as the cigar smoke clears and the brandy warmers gutter, a handful of mandarins will decide whether or not to accept the popular vote and adopt the Robin as Britain’s National Bird.

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Written by Redgannet
Redgannet has been working for over 33 years as a crew member/flight attendant and enjoys the well-ventilated air of the outdoors. The nom de blog, Redgannet, was adopted to add an air of mystery and to make himself more attractive to women. His father first whetted Redguga's appetite for all things natural by buying him his first pair of 7x35s and a copy of Thorburn's Birds. Having no mentor beyond an indulgent parent, he spent the first season hoping for an Egyptian Vulture at the bird table in his English garden. His most memorable birding moment is seeing an Egyptian Vulture with those same binoculars 26 years later. Redgannet is married to Canon, but his heart and half of his house belongs to Helen and their son Joseph. He is looking forward to communicating with people who don't ask if he is searching for the "feathered variety" of bird.