Birdsong sucks balls

[DonaldStott]

Planned a nice lie in this morning. Went to a friends for a few drinks last night and at half 6 this morning, a little tweeting twat outside my window decides to start twittering it's twatty little head off. I've been up for ages now, and it's still merrily tweeting away without a care in the world. The little fucker.

Aibu to want to go outside and ring it's scrawny little neck?

Personally, I love this time of year - and I look forward to it longingly throughout the long, dark months of autumn and winter. I find the sound of birdsong in the early morning raises my spirits, even if it does keep me awake sometimes. For me, it's a life-affirming sound, a sound that says "here is the dawn of another new day: life goes on and it's still a beautiful world if you look in the right places."

But if you need to block it out in order to sleep, OP, I would recommend that you:

1. Ensure that all windows are tightly closed before you go to bed, to minimise the transfer of sound from outside to inside.
2. Get some decent earplugs and use them.
3. Get blackout blinds and heavy dark curtains for the bedroom.

It's only for a precious few short weeks anyway. The birds quieten down markedly once the breeding season is over.

Ours start singing at around 4:00am-ish at this time of year. I quite like to hear it, but we have parakeets in our area too. They really are noisy little bastards, and as long as they are around, the other sweet little tuneful birds tend to scarper.

The blackbirds always give noisy distress calls (sort of clacking sound, which seems to go on forever and ever) and our neighbour has a nest of sparrows every year in the same place, which is right outside our bedroom window. Sometimes that can be a bit irritating if you've had a late night.

Otherwise, I do lie in bed trying to identify the different birdsong tunes. It's quite relaxing.
(But I do hate the parakeets).

I have one outside my bedroom window. Bless her, she gives it her all, but she is not blessed with one of nature´s most beautiful voices. It´s the birdsong equivalent of nails on a blackboard. Keeps it up for an hour or more at about 5am every day.

Sunrise is at 4.04. How do I know? The deafening dawn chorus and bloody rooster. I get up, close the windows and sometimes get back to sleep.

How anyone can complain about birdsong, especially in such vitrioic terms, is beyond me. It's one of the most wonderful sounds in the world. OK, gulls, wood pigeons and magpies do make horrible noises but, even in the early hours, the songs of other birds are beautiful. However I can see I'm in the minority with this opinion.

Hardly. This is a thread for people grumble about being woken by birds. It isn´t a worldwide survey of what people think about birdsong.

You may notice, that no-one is suggesting trying to stop them in any way, which may suggest that deep down, we don´t really hate them...

I love waking up to bird song, we also have some extremely noisy pheasants and a family of owls who are noisy beggars. I love them all and believe me, I'm no Pollyanna! Just console yourself that the nights will start getting darker soon.

It was a wood pigeon outside my window this morning at 4am.

Incidentally, at least it wasn't this "little tweeting twat" outside your window:

Banff - I love birds. I feed them and actively encourage them into our garden. We have a couple of nesting boxes, and some blackbirds and robins who wait for their breakfast of live mealworms every morning.

They are just sometimes annoyingly noisy at silly-o'clock in the morning. We also have Velux windows above our bed, and I swear some of those lovely little birds don hob-nailed boots to hop around on them. This in turn wakes the cats, who then leap around on the bed trying to catch the birds through the glass. I love my cats too, but they're equally annoying when we're trying to sleep!

Earplugs are your friend.

I've got finches in bamboo outside a bedroom window downstairs which I wouldn't normally sleep in but I had friends stay and use my lovely nice new loft conversion. Finches are noisy little buggers! Cat either can't or won't reach them.

Before the townhouses were built on the church and churchyard I used to get woodpeckers sounds which were a bit and used to freak my old cats right out trying to work out where that sound came from.

Had owls too. Thank fuck they're usually a few streets away...

Last summer at parents holiday home in France they have new neighbours who have 2 hunting dogs and chickens and a cockerel. That cockerel is all bloody night or daylight! Earplugs again but we missed him when we came home!

I fucking hate it too. 3.10am it started this morning. Yes you read that right.

I sometimes shout at them out of the window and they shut up for a bit, but not for long.

It puts me in a bad mood.

WaitrosePigeon - now there's a Disney/Pixar scene in the making. Birds trilling away happily, angry woman in hair curlers and brandishing a wooden spoon hangs out of window - "Shut up you little -fuckers- perishers" (Disney, remember)! Birds sit there, all huddled up "Someone's a bit grumpy this morning! Give her a minute to get back into bed, then we'll start again. 3-2-1 GO. Trill, trill, Tra-la-la "

Oh, strikeout failed!

The neighbouring farm have got Peacocks. Peacocks and Cockerels to add to the general bird chorus.
And also in Scotland so lovely early 3.30am starts!

I don't mind birdsong usually apart from that one that goes, "cuckooooo cook, cuckoooooo cook," (is it a wood pigeon or a dove?) its a wood pigeon and its saying 'my toe bleeds betty, my toe bleeds betty, my toe bleeds betty oh' DH taught me that bastard and I can now not unhear it.... sorry the collared doves go 'steeeve'

I clicked on this thinking it was a well-deserved arse-kicking for Sebastian Faulks' shite novel. That I had to teach for "A" level. The one with the toe-curlingly awful sex scenes. Bleurgggh.

However.

I love the birdies, even the kookaburras who kick off just before dawn, i.e. dark, when normal folk are asleep.

I'm with you echt. I would rather be woken nightly by demented owls than submit myself to another Faulks novel.

I love to hear the birds in the morning, even find the wood pigeons soothing. However we have a magpie nest in a tree opposite our bedroom window and they started with their machine gun like noise at 4.30am the other day!

Twittering its little twatty head off

Don't mind general birdsong, but the fucking pigeons that are trying to nest on my balcony come at the crack of dawn every day and sit there doing that bizarre repetitive almost growling cooing thing, along with loads of flapping. It's deafening with the window open. No matter how many times I shoo them away they come back. Bastards!

We are surrounded by woodland and fields. I love waking up to the dawn chorus. I don't mind because I can drop off again. My husband on the other hand gets a bit pissed if because he can't drop off again. I found him this poem, he said it summed up his feelings exactly

6.30?... just after 3am they start here. We too have one particularly noisy bugger I'd like to shoot