Killer gulls

We've got a young seagull wandering around outside work at the moment. It's very cute, because it's not yet grown into its adult colouring.

Yesterday it looked scared and lost. There were no adults to be seen (or heard) - perhaps they were off on a day trip to the seaside, leaving baby at home. Today they're back, and the youngling has the seagull mafia watching over it. When people get close it starts yakking, and the adults start screeching and dive-bombing the passers-by. There's also a trail of babygullpoo across the pavements.

I'm looking forward to taking pictures of lacerated pedestrians. Well, not really...