Comberton Hill gulls
Had to drop my mother off this morning in Kidderminster and had to go via Comberton Hill. What's with all the gulls swooping around the road. Had to slow down so as not to hit them.
There comes a time in every man's life when he has to give in, wear a flat cap, shout at kids to 'Get off my lawn', and start writing letters to newspapers.
Had to drop my mother off this morning in Kidderminster and had to go via Comberton Hill. What's with all the gulls swooping around the road. Had to slow down so as not to hit them.
Posted by FlipC at 8:56 am
Labels: Kidderminster, Real Life
2 comments:
Coming over the brow of the hill from the Chester Road junction, it always, without fail, reminds me of entering a seaside town. With the gulls, it only adds to the experience.
Hey Tav where've ya been you old rogue?
I normally get that seaside vibe at the OGL island, always seems to be gulls around the Stour.
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