It's baby seagull on the floor time again!  Where I live we are surrounded by this speckly grey "babies" (I put that in inverted commas because I have never understood how they can be twice the size of their parents!)

A friend up the road had two - Gilbert and Gulliver.  They were a source of much interest for the local children (not always "positive" interest I have to say) and, quite simply, drove her mad.  Gulliver, unfortunately, whilst out on a stroll down the road got knocked over by a car - apparently doing well at the RSPCA as I type but Gilbert is wandering up and down the road, visiting the neighbours and generally being very sociable.  His parents, however, spend their time in frantic confusion as they never know where he will pop up next!

Such is life when you live near the sea!