Category Archives: Outdoor Shenanigans

That’s right, gulls. Rub your faces all over one another. Most romantic, I’m sure.

And…the quest for MOAR GULLS continues. This is curious: I saw the female gull laying eggs, today. Shouldn’t they be finished with this part of the process?

Also, a memo to you crows, preening one another on my balcony in the mornings: I get it. I really do. You two crows like each other. You spend every day together. You nest together each year. However, as you can see, when you peer in my window — which you do every day! — no-one is sharing my nest. Flaunt your affection elsewhere! Smug bastards.

Well, that’s…not terribly appealing, to be frank. At least they’re not on my balcony, this time.

Dear gulls,

Condolences on your recent reproductive disappointment. I’m genuinely pleased to see you’re trying again. However, I’d rather not SEE you, trying again, if you catch my drift. Might you confine this sort of activity to the other end of the roof, behind that funny-looking architectural protruberance, where the door is?

Cheers,

–Your neighbour

PS – You might also want to keep your voices down. You sound ridiculous.