So why the Shat Birder?

I got a bit of stick for calling my blog The Shat Birder and contrary to the jibes it is not a description! Shat is actually (believe it or not) the local name for the village in which I have lived all my life, Skelmanthorpe.
Skelmanthorpe is on the outskirts of Huddersfield and in the 1870’s during the construction of the railway line (which is now Kirklees Light Railway), local unskilled labourers were drafted in to chip away at the rock that would later carve out Shelley Tunnel. These local lads were nicknamed stone “Shatterers” by the Irish navvies who had been employed to lay the line. The taunting from these “foreigners” actually ended in a 200 man mass brawl, which saw one of the Irish workers getting part of his ear bitten off! It was this incident that coined the phrase “Shat lug oyl biter” which when translated from broad Yorkshire is basically “Skelmanthorpe Ear Hole Nibbler”. Since then though, nearly 140 years on, Skelmanthorpe is still known as Shat! And all its inhabitants by the abbreviated “Shatters”!

Thursday, 28 June 2012

The Last Month Or So?

A Curlew on Broomhead Moor, set against some menacing clouds.

Shag - This bird was perched on a marker just off Flamborough Head.

A Great Skua that has made the East Coast its home for the summer, much to the resident's disgust.

Gannet returning to Bempton Cliffs with nesting material.

Common Guillemot's

Atlantic Puffin

A Rock Pipit returning to feed chicks at Dunvegan's coral beaches on the Isle of Skye.

Young Moorhen at Old Moor RSPB

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