On the evening of 12th June 1967, on Cape Clear Island, Co. Cork, I was sitting on top of a steep ridge overlooking Cummer, a narrow col situated between the north and south harbours. The soft evening light was directly behind me and it was perfectly calm. I was casually watching five or six Swallows Hirundo rustica, a House Martin Delichon urbica and five Swifts Apus apus which were hawking for i


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