An inland urban seagull fully robbed a Greggs Chicken Bake directly out of my hands in the middle of town last year, so I applaud this man’s speed and “killer instinct”.
It landed on my shoulder, flapped it’s wings at my head to put me in the “what in the f–king f–k?!?” posture, then before I’d worked out what was going on, he’d leant forward and snatched the whole thing from my hand, before flying off, then dropping it 50 metres ahead, where him and five of his mates tucked in. I get the impression it’s a tried and tested manoeuvre.
Of course, still calls himself a seagull, but never caught a fish or seen the sea in his life, the podgy urban skybastard.
My sister lost a pasty to one once.
A seagull basically landed on her back, she dropped the food in surprise, and the bird’s mate swooped in to eat it on the ground.
A friend lost a pasty to one last year in St Ives. Having lived in St Ives for over 40 years, and being warned by the bakery to guard his pasty closely, and holding it close to his chest as he walked out of the shop. It just swooped right in, grabbed it, and flew off with it. Kinda got to admire the seagull that’s able to steal a pasty from a dude with extensive experience protecting his lunch from seagulls.
An inland urban seagull fully robbed a Greggs Chicken Bake directly out of my hands in the middle of town last year, so I applaud this man’s speed and “killer instinct”.
It landed on my shoulder, flapped it’s wings at my head to put me in the “what in the f–king f–k?!?” posture, then before I’d worked out what was going on, he’d leant forward and snatched the whole thing from my hand, before flying off, then dropping it 50 metres ahead, where him and five of his mates tucked in. I get the impression it’s a tried and tested manoeuvre.
Of course, still calls himself a seagull, but never caught a fish or seen the sea in his life, the podgy urban skybastard.
My sister lost a pasty to one once.
A seagull basically landed on her back, she dropped the food in surprise, and the bird’s mate swooped in to eat it on the ground.
A friend lost a pasty to one last year in St Ives. Having lived in St Ives for over 40 years, and being warned by the bakery to guard his pasty closely, and holding it close to his chest as he walked out of the shop. It just swooped right in, grabbed it, and flew off with it. Kinda got to admire the seagull that’s able to steal a pasty from a dude with extensive experience protecting his lunch from seagulls.