Some days there are just no
seagulls to be seen. It’s all a bit of a mystery. Where are the gulls when I
can’t see them?
Mum says they play hide ‘n
seek with me. Why would they do that, do you think? I’ll have to ask Jonathan,
next time I see him. That’s the name Mum gave to one of the seagulls, naming
him after Jonathan Livingston Seagull who was in a wonderful book she read once.
I wonder whether he wrote
his own book. I don’t suppose he did. Seagulls can fly but I bet they can’t
write. So that’s one up to me, as I sort of wrote mine!
There might be no gulls to
play with today, but there’s plenty of beach and any minute a new playmate might arrive.
I’m ready for him, whoever
he is … ready and waiting.
