So ... I'm with my lifelong " birding buddy" and we're looking at a distant "little brown job" in a faraway hedge. You're thinking " Ooh , it has to be a Velvety Scrublover ... a first for Flintshire. And I'm thinking " Cripes, it has to be a Purplish Leafcreeper, a first for Britain. And after 15 or so tense minutes, we turn to each other and simultaneously say .. It's It's a a Velvety Purplish Scrublover Leafcreeper " And then an argument breaks out. It goes on and on. It gets more and more heated. And nasty. And personal. And we each get into our cars, slam the doors, vowing never to meet again. And neither of us even suggests the concept that they might BOTH be wrong. It didn't get a look-in. Not a whisper. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hmmm ... I wonder if something similar .... but maybe not quite so vitriolic ... has ever happened to you. And think about this ... I suspect that the BBRC has sometimes had two descriptions of the same bird, in the same place, and the same time and date, but identified as different species. Well, I'm sure it must have happened many times. Sometimes it might be the " two-bird" scenario. But not always. But now, the music ... I've found another beautiful performance of " Valiente" .... (=brave) ... and you have to be brave to admit that you might be wrong. Tras de mí,
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