After my coffee I headed onto the rocky beach dragging my granny trolley across the stony beach. There were large seagulls basking in the sun so I started to draw them. Then some fully grown men who sitting near them started thrown stones at them and laughing. So my seagulls started to flutter and scream. I gave them a disapproval stare, they were talking in a foreign language so it was probably a past time of some other country. Some girls nearby also disapproved of the men's ignoramus behaviour, the girls through some chips to move the birds away from the men. I was relieved.
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