Steven

Toby's birthday today, and I had a quick FaceTime with him to wish him well as he was lurking in his office, looking at school work on his screen. Otherwise I worked through my list of things, and worked more on my short story, and generally got on with getting nowhere fast.  A walk again this afternoon, of course.  

Took a shot of Steven Seagull who lives a few doors down the street.  He perches on this post just a few doors down from our house every day. He gives you hostile glares as you walk past but rarely takes off. I thought I was witty naming him after the fighty actor, but it turns out that half the gulls befriended by Brightonians are called Steven too, for exactly the same reason.