Christine's walking & birds blog

I was about to turn on the shower when a loud, repeated  tapping came from above; and I could just see a large bill at the bottom of the skylight. It was quite a comical sight so I grabbed a towel, climbed out of the bath, and fetched my camera. By the time I'd gone back into the bathroom however, the gull had stepped onto the glass itself.

It had stopped tapping but was casting quizzical looks downwards, so I flapped my arms and shouted until it flew away. I had no wish to find myself sharing a small bathroom with a large gull and a shower of broken glass!