The Birds

I was put in mind of the Alfred Hitchcock film of the same name. Here we don't get flocks of gulls. They sit in ones and twos mostly, nest on chimney pots to attack unwary passers-by below. You will see a couple of dozen following the plough. But not in hundreds.

Today they came, more than I could possibly photograph without blurring, circling over our, and our neighbours' houses and cars. Noisy wasn't the word. Messy too! No idea what brought them.

Then just as suddenly they were gone.