Okay, so I ridicule a gull, just 'cos it looks a right state from the pix I've seen of it, but I really don't think that's reason enough for Mr Stinky (aka the Azorean Yellow legged Gull) to throw a wobbler and not show today.
Especially as I stood with Mike and June by a landfill site near Didcot (yes, Oxfordshire again) in frequent rain showers, my horizons gilded only by a hulking great power station and the rustle of the odd scurrying brown rat.
All day.
No show.
There were plenty of gulls about, commuting from the surrounding fields and heaps of festering sh*te to bathe in the pool next to the landfill, but no Mr Stinky.
A 1st winter Caspian and full adult Yellow Legged Gull were hardly enough to keep a chap going in such conditions.
At least the local Red Kites were a continuing distraction from the pain - fewer than at the weekend, but still stunning to watch as they circled lazily, or occasionally made a pass low over the pools to freak the gulls out.
An overturned lorry on the M6 meant the drive home took a tortuous five hours, and when I finally got home the news of the Eastern Crowned Warbler up in South Shields broke.
Not the best of days.
Mr Stinky must die.
Eyes to the skies everyone, eyes to the skies...
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Long live Mr Stinky!
Nothing to do with gulls (it's about a rescued owl) but I thought you might enjoy this blog post...
http://reynen.livejournal.com/97704.html
As ever, I'm lovin' your work Mr D.
Cheers Ali, trust all is well at Castle Greyskull.