Lesser black-backed (Larus fuscus)
Last July, Becky and I find ourselves
hungry in Dumfries, decide to share
a toastie from Greggs
without much enthusiasm.
A seat near the fountain,
it’s dry and has a good view.
I’ve only had one bite,
when from behind
the whole thing is snatched
from my hand and carried
just feet away by a gull,
who defends it from all-comers.
My surprise is so great that I react
with a loud swear-word directed
at the winner of the toastie, much
to my teenaged daughter’s amusement,
embarrassment, and (she tells me now), terror.
She shares her half with me, while I
photograph the culprit, admiring
one of Dumfries’s amber-listed consumers.
Katy Ewing
I lost a ham roll the other day. I was at the other end of High Street by Burns Statue. I swore, too!
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