Fat Seagulls
Flan and D stood in the middle of a crowded pavement just off Circular Quay. D was busy adjusting the lens, so focused was he at his subject that he forgot to reply Flan's seemingly angry retort - what do you mean by museums are not meant for tourists? What a feeble excuse!
Flan couldn't sulk for long - she was distracted, momentarily by the row of identical birds standing on the fence, just along the harbour front. Identical because they are all so chubby. It was funny, at least to them. "Quick! Before they fly off!" D took several snapshots in rapid succession, zooming in and out, twisting the angle up and down, before he was finally satisfied with the outcome.
Soon, they left the birds alone to admire the view and headed to the Opera House. A man with a green beanie was busily chewing his burger, a bag of crumpled McDonald's paper bag by his foot. He caught the attention of many because he was literally surrounded by at least a dozen seagulls, all cackling with excitement. Then, all of a sudden, the man threw up a piece torn from his burger into the air and a sharp-eyed seagull swooped down and caught it in its beak - all in mid-air!
D and Flan burst into laughter. It was funny somehow. "Oh, that is so wrong! What about the other seagulls!" The birds continued staring at the man, waiting for their opportunity..."Don't worry, they are all so fat," D replied, pulling Flan closer to him. That was just the reply she needed, as she grinned up at him while they walked away from the man and his devoted audience.
posted by Flaneur @ 7:32 AM
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