Ever had the awful realisation that you don't belong somewhere?
This little creature almost met its end under the shoe of Newly. As I pulled back my foot and looked around, I realised that the clifftop on which I was walking was covered with baby seagulls.
Now, I don't like seagulls (I regard them as flying poo-machines) but squashing a freshly hatched chick seems just wrong. I became aware of the presence of anxious parents swooping overhead.
So I took some photos for first-born and crept away, shamefaced.
I hope those chicks remember the benevolent giant who failed to tread on them the next time they're looking for something on which to leave a trail of excreta.
