I have a bit of a love hate relationship when it comes to seagulls. I always go on and on about how I love the Great British seaside and going to the beach just isn’t the same without their constant squawking noise. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. But I find that I’m starting to hate them because they poop on you, they are big and scary and they are turning into menaces and it’s the fault of the human population. Why? Because people keep feeding seagulls!!!
“Oh I do love to be beside the seaside, oh I do love to be beside the seaaaaaa!”. I find it amazing that no matter where you are within the UK, you are never more than 70 miles away from the sea. Growing up in Essex it was always such a treat to spend a Saturday afternoon either in Clacton or Southend, me and my Sister used to beg to go! Granted, they aren’t the nicest seaside towns in Britain, there are some really lovely ones around the country, but they still had all the things that make British seaside towns great, even though they may be a little tacky and outdated, I love them.