One of my favourite things is a stroll along Southsea seafront on a blustery day, watching the tide ebb and flow and then stopping off at the chippy in Clarendon Road for a naughty treat.
Recently I was sat in one of the Victorian shelters on the promenade.
Some pigeons had gathered at my feet, so I made the big mistake of tossing them a few chips.
Suddenly about 40 seagulls appeared from nowhere.
I tell you, it was like a scene from Alfred Hitchcock’s The Birds.
They dive-bombed me and stole my lunch.
Then, to add insult to injury, I felt a splat on my Barbour jacket. Yuk.
So beware folks. Next time you decide to stop on the seafront for a bite to eat, watch the birdies.