Seagulls flying

Living in a seaside town means I often wake up to the sound of seagulls.  I love that instant salt air feel.  It reminds me of childhood summer holidays in Cornwall and those cheeky St Ives birds that always try to pinch your chips.

On a still sunny morning their sound carries from the harbour, so different from the song birds in the garden.

Seagulls by the sea

Of course, Tom would remind me that there’s no such thing as a ‘seagull’, just many different types of ‘gulls’.  In fact, so many different types that they’re hard to name.  I think we have black-headed and herring, and glaucous gulls in Cowes but I couldn’t say for sure.  I find it’s useful to know a few names to bandy about confidently, even if you have no real idea..

Seagull flying across the water

You only have to read The Lighthouse Keeper’s Lunch to know that a gull’s character is a pretty entertaining thing.  From their perch on the seafront they’ll give me a wary eye, trying to look unfazed, but hopping from one foot to the other as I approach.

Their presence is a part of our town’s character, and I love being reminded of it in the morning; a small second of holiday charm at the beginning of a working day.