For part of my childhood, I lived on a farm in Durham and was surrounded by wildlife – I remember watching swallows fly into farm sheds to feed their young and being thrilled listening to the shriek of swifts as they streaked overhead.
Recently I felt I had to do my bit, no matter how small, to help the wildlife in my area. Initially, this involved replacing my lawned garden with wildflower turf (to support pollinators) and adding a pond. That was the sum total of my plans until summer last year, when I heard swifts shrieking overhead on the small estate where I now live in Framwellgate Moor.