No pigeons at all at our altitude. In Leicester, on the Eastern outskirts of the town, we used to have so many birds- but very different to the ones we get here. Including collared doves, and pigeons. My attitude to pigeons changed when I witnessed, 3 years in a row, a pigeon nesting, incubating and hatching + caring for the young- in a lime tree right opposite my kitchen window. She was not afraid of me, and we used to watch each other as I cleaned pots at the sink. She as such a fabulous and attentive mother, and the babies so ruffled and spiky and gauche- I got to really like them and be very protective if crows or magpies approached.
We have so many species of tits here- the only one we did have in our Midlands garden and do not have here, are long-tailed tits. I loved their soft pink colour and chatter.
One tit here is actually called black cap in English, but 'mésange à tête noire' here. I made the mistake, without thinking of Googling them as 'black tits' and got the shock of my life and more than I bargained for - yiiikes.