The Seagull Said Murder*

“Ack ack ack ack ack,” a gull says.

“Ack ack squawk aaaacccckkkk,” another gull says.

“Ack ack ack squawk ack squawk,” the first gull says.

“Woo hoo woo hoo woo hoo,” a wood pigeon says.

“Ack ack ack ack ack,” a gull says.

It is 6.30am and am awake now.  The Dawn Chorus has been going on for hours.   Would love to know what the birds are talking to each about.  The sea roars.

“Squawk squawk squawk squawk squawk,” a gull says.

Somehow Seb is sleeping through this.  Sometimes a snuffly sleeping noise emanates from him.  Every so often he moves his enormous self around in the bed.  Do not understand how he can still be asleep through this cacophony of bird conversation.  

Need to:

1.  Write this blog.

2.  Make self a cup of coffee.

3.  Climb over the enormous sleeping Seb, being careful not to spill coffee all over him.

4.  Although maybe that will wake him up, so will no longer be going through Being Awake alone.

5. Once he is awake we must go shopping as need: loo paper, tweezers, earphones so can listen to things when he is asleep.

It is already light and sunny out there.

Today it is possible that we will go out on an Expedition to a local Place Of Interest.

Attached photo is flowers planted at the local station.  Yesterday we went on a train.  Will write about that later.

Happy Monday everyone!
*1952.  By Margot Neville.  Book six in the Inspector Grogan series.

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