A long long time ago
I still remember how funny the Norfolk thread used to be
And I knew if I found an Owl
Birders would howl and wail and claim fowl
And maybe they'd be grumpy for a while
But this October's made me shiver
A flood of rares, yet not a quiver
Blanket silence through and through
You've all emigrated to Peru?
I can't remember if I cried
When i counted those seething replies
No birders searching for the liers
The day the Norfolk Thread died
So bye bye Norfolk thread whine
Disbelief by FTJ, but FTJ said bye,
Them good old stringers heading out to East Hills
Now a one man show by J Mills
Now a one man show by J Mills
Did you string Grey-necked Bunting
and were you always chuntering
In The Norfolk Threads golden age?
Did you see 1 LTS when we saw them all
and did you miss the Great Shear clarion call
and can you teach me to suppress Allwood style
Well I know you found a PGTips
And I know you laugh when everyone dips
The other side of the sea wall
Is where you hear Andy Kane ball
I was a spiky Argie Bargie blogger
With my local patch and my funny stuff
But now I know I'm out of the scene
It's true, the Norfolk Thread's died
I started singing, bye bye Norfolk thread whine
Disbelief at FTJ, but FTJ said bye,
Them good old stringers heading out to Scolt Head
Singing this could be the year noone read
Singing this could be the year noone read
Now for 3 years I've been off the Norfolk Scene
and what a turgid read it's been
But that's not how it used to be
With Wilson's and Fea's in the same year
And the seawatchers cheered the blues away
and we danced all the way back to Cromer Pier
But while Norfolk comments were going down
Other county threads took the birding crown
The excitement was curtailed
everyone was watching Wales
No Blakeney walkers hailed
While The Norfolk tread struggled for controversy
Upton Warren was what everyone wanted to see
The Batten's left, the Stratton's bailed
It's true, the Norfolk threads died
I started singing, bye bye Norfolk thread whine
Disbelief at FTJ, but FTJ said bye,
That Trumpeter at the point, we're getting the boat
But this could be the year noone wrote
This could be the year noone wrote
And has Penny Clarke even given up the ghost?
She was always the one that wrote the most
and whatever happened to Neville, Locustella and Co?
They were the first stringy young 'uns to show
They claimed Cory's when we said Gannet
Have they all moved to Thanet?
The dash to diss the latest blog
That showy Bittern on Beeston Bog
The beeping of pagers, people moans
Photographers slagged off in drones
The latest newbie to fall
We ripped into them all!
But now we only hear updates from Eales
No petty squabbles, boring this feels
No banter from Stuart White
The day the Norfolk thread died
I started singing, bye bye Norfolk thread whine
Disbelief at FTJ, but FTJ said bye,
The simple misID's that turned into fights
The last one out turn off the lights
The last one out turn off the lights