Fingers in the Sparkle Jar: A Memoir

by Chris Packham

one fool had even tried to build a spider. ‘You can’t make arachnids out of plasticine,’ I thought, ‘they have stiff legs, that’s a job for Meccano.’

a real live Kestrel, my own real live Kestrel on my wrist! I felt like I’d climbed through a hole in heaven’s fence, like something shiny had fallen and I had caught it with my heart.