Actually this has happened to me before, and it was no sneaky, pickpockety steal style. It was a very loud job. I was brutally assaulted, mugged, terrorised and robbed.
It is really odd that in the same gull family there are some small beautiful birds, which look like a doves of the sea and associate with writing poetry on the white sands of the beach and romantic memories with sailing under the setting sun...
... and there are those large, huge beaked, murderous bastards, you can spot in a dark alley while tearing apart intestines of a dead animal body.
The artwork is beautiful 🕊
This is one of my favourites! Great expression and use of the palette!
brilliant! Brings back memories of a lost battered sausage taken out of my hand on a sunny beach day in Muddeford
A perfect rendition of the noise that wakes you too early in the summer!