Although they’ve been called rats of the sky and dusty disaster doves, pigeons have a special place in my heart. I love the way that they, like the humble canal, represent a marriage of urban and natural elements – they’re creatures and they poo outside (which, despite my friends’ protests, is certainly natural), but they also live in concrete and eat KFC – decidedly urban pursuits.

In my long career of Looking at Pigeons, I’ve spotted them doing some pretty funky shit. Here are my favourites:

  • Washing their bottoms in Chap Fountain
  • Fighting on the windowsill
  • Browsing at a farmers’ market
  • Sitting in the elephant enclosure at Chester Zoo
  • Hopping on one leg
  • Sitting next to the elephant enclosure at Chester Zoo, seemingly watching the elephants
  • Standing next to other birds eg ducks, flamingoes etc
  • Scaring me (on purpose?)

Never change, pigeons.