You know, I thought that I had long forgotten this, but no, today it came back.
This afternoon I was feeding the seagulls, I live 30 miles from the sea, I don't know where the birds come from, but I remember reading that some seagulls never even see the sea.
My first job was in the signal box at Brighton, just outside the station, up high, big sliding windows all around and I do remember that one of my first jobs was to keep them clean.
I enjoyed feeding the gulls as they swooped down and grabbed the pieces of bread that I threw to them, I was young, 14 years old, not that I can use that as an excuse, but one day I discovered that I could use a bit of cotton to tie little paper propellers to the pieces of bread.
Yes, the gulls still grabbed at the bread and flew on with little propellers trailing in their wake.
I tried to make up for it by walking to the shop and buying a full loaf, I stood in the cold and fed it all to them.
It didn't make me feel any better.
