Noisy greedy things
You know when you are costal living darling when you hear the call of a seagull before toast. I don’t mind it actually . Better than those fog horn peacocks. However never trust a seagull.
Now I’m a greedy gull but their greed knocks mine into a cocked hat. We were at the seaside with Jimmy (whose fixation with crabbing and crabs knows no bounds )and about to bait the line when a cheeky seagull swiped the vacuumed packed titbits and swallowed it in one gulp .
We are perusing art and prints for the East Wing at present but if we had a shack at the coast then this would be considered .
Let’s hope daughter no.1 doesn’t read this.
Seagulls art print by Carol Lynch from my world gallery
Never leave ones lunch unattended in the presence of seagulls.