Monday, 21 March 2011

Yes, because they're centrally heated, aren't they...

We live a couple of streets away from the sea front in our town and - being skint - we often walk along there on weekends. I have now taken to carrying a pen and a notepad around with me on these occasions, because Julie is bound to come up with something.

Like on this occasion. It's late February and the wind is more than a little nippy. The seagulls, however, are happy to bob up and down on the water or - more often than not - strut up and down the promenade, looking for a likely person to mug for food. We're strolling along and out of nowhere comes this Gem.





After a moment of stunned silence, all I could think of to say was "Don't they?"