On the roof of the Bingo Hall opposite the office two Herring Gull chicks have been wandering around waiting for the parents to pop down to Harry Ramsden's for their dinner. Currently they have stumpy little wings and are covered in downy grey feathers. Out the back of the office, on the roof of the six floor, a solitary chick was being minded by its parents, they having set up a nice sheltered nest in the corner of the roof.
Or rather that was the situation last Thursday. Today there is only one chick visibly on the Bingo Hall roof and he is being persistently harassed by a magpie. He's holding his own, waving his feeble little wings but is receiving no support or food from the parents. There is an adult Herring Gull sat on the chimney warming his rump but offering no protection so could be unconnected. And worse still, the chick on the back roof has also gone. It could be that they have fledged but their wings looked far too immature last week to start soaring over the cliffs.
Updates to follow....
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