Buck
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Come on Bill tell us why you want total destruction of all seagulls.
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Bill Coopers Seagulls
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It does seem unreasonable - after all some people have used seagulls for years while others object to their polution ... <G> ... but probably the same objection to the flying rats too!
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Come on Bill .. tell us why & then how
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During the war, teenagers in Lowestoft had to do work at weekends and in the hols. For example I worked in a slaughterhouse and also in a railway enquiry office among many others. I also helped mainytain the dinghty that the RNLI used to get to the lifeboat.
I was walking over the bridge when there was a hit and run raid. We had over 4000 air-raids on Lowestoft. More than one a day. The raiders came in below 50 feet to get under the radar, zoomed up between teh pierhead lights and bombed wherever they could without taking aim. The bombs this time fell on North Quay, where people I knew, including two schoolfriends, were unloading a ship. In all 19 were killed and many more lay around badly injured.
I was blown over by the blast which was about 100 yards away, but got up and like evryone else ran up to see if I could help. My first job was to get the seagulls from eating the still living bodies of my schoolfriends and others.
It was the nastiest experience of my life. Worse than seeing people taken by a shark.
William Cooper
During the war, teenagers in Lowestoft had to do work at weekends and in the hols. For example I worked in a slaughterhouse and also in a railway enquiry office among many others. I also helped mainytain the dinghty that the RNLI used to get to the lifeboat.
I was walking over the bridge when there was a hit and run raid. We had over 4000 air-raids on Lowestoft. More than one a day. The raiders came in below 50 feet to get under the radar, zoomed up between teh pierhead lights and bombed wherever they could without taking aim. The bombs this time fell on North Quay, where people I knew, including two schoolfriends, were unloading a ship. In all 19 were killed and many more lay around badly injured.
I was blown over by the blast which was about 100 yards away, but got up and like evryone else ran up to see if I could help. My first job was to get the seagulls from eating the still living bodies of my schoolfriends and others.
It was the nastiest experience of my life. Worse than seeing people taken by a shark.
William Cooper
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Thankyou fatipa. Nice generous interpretation.
Given the way things have changed, one is always nervous to let one's prejudices hang out. I suppose today one would get Counselling, but would that not make matters worse?
The astonishing thing is that young people today do not realise what was considered normal 60 years ago. Their minds are closed to anything that is not instant reality, and yet there are timeless experiences which they have not appreciated. Hope to God they don't.
William Cooper
Thankyou fatipa. Nice generous interpretation.
Given the way things have changed, one is always nervous to let one's prejudices hang out. I suppose today one would get Counselling, but would that not make matters worse?
The astonishing thing is that young people today do not realise what was considered normal 60 years ago. Their minds are closed to anything that is not instant reality, and yet there are timeless experiences which they have not appreciated. Hope to God they don't.
William Cooper
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Bill, I know it's a digression (perhaps we need one) but does this mean you grew up in Lowestoft? If you don't mind talking about it, it sounds like a painful time.
My Better Half lived there for a short while under much more recent and happier circumstances (working in the EDP district office). He was lucky enough to be living right on top of the south beach.
I've got a real soft spot for the place - racing down Oulton Broad in the pelting rain in a hire yacht, being blown off your feet on the north beach, walking down the pier to look at the fishing fleet... But I can see that you might not have.
It's still much nicer than Yarmouth though, which is where I had to go and serve my own prison term, sorry, newspaper apprenticeship...
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Bill, I know it's a digression (perhaps we need one) but does this mean you grew up in Lowestoft? If you don't mind talking about it, it sounds like a painful time.
My Better Half lived there for a short while under much more recent and happier circumstances (working in the EDP district office). He was lucky enough to be living right on top of the south beach.
I've got a real soft spot for the place - racing down Oulton Broad in the pelting rain in a hire yacht, being blown off your feet on the north beach, walking down the pier to look at the fishing fleet... But I can see that you might not have.
It's still much nicer than Yarmouth though, which is where I had to go and serve my own prison term, sorry, newspaper apprenticeship...
"El manana es nuestro, companero..."<P ID="edit"><FONT SIZE=-1>Edited by The_Fruitbat on Sat Mar 23 21:17:23 2002 (server time).</FONT></P>
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Re: OK then, promise you wont be sick.
Bill,
I've seen some pretty awful things myself, maybe I'll tell you more if we ever meet, but that looks like a bloody good reason to hate seagulls, keep killing the damn things as long as you want.
Buck
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Bill,
I've seen some pretty awful things myself, maybe I'll tell you more if we ever meet, but that looks like a bloody good reason to hate seagulls, keep killing the damn things as long as you want.
Buck
the past is past, only the future can change.
jimmie
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Not a lot you can say to that, Bill. I've heard thirdhand of seagulls attacking babies left outside in prams in the north of Scotland .. although I do'nt know if that is just another rural legend.
Not a lot you can say to that, Bill. I've heard thirdhand of seagulls attacking babies left outside in prams in the north of Scotland .. although I do'nt know if that is just another rural legend.
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Don't say you work for Tim Colman's outfit.
Yes, I was born and brought up in Lowestoft where my family were all fishermen and we also had a lifeboat token (which gives one the right to be in the crew -- why? that's another story).
I actually like the place and enjoy knocking it because it is so different. It has its own dialect (different from yarmouth) and a certain bloody-minded attitude to strangers. I do regret that LT gave up its borough status because it might have added a penny on the rates.
Talking of the bombing and such, I cannot think how we got on without having counselling. I know of an old lady near Yarmouth who had been a nurse there during the war. She recently had a garden gnome stolen. The NNorfolk police suggested she might need counselling.
William Cooper
Don't say you work for Tim Colman's outfit.
Yes, I was born and brought up in Lowestoft where my family were all fishermen and we also had a lifeboat token (which gives one the right to be in the crew -- why? that's another story).
I actually like the place and enjoy knocking it because it is so different. It has its own dialect (different from yarmouth) and a certain bloody-minded attitude to strangers. I do regret that LT gave up its borough status because it might have added a penny on the rates.
Talking of the bombing and such, I cannot think how we got on without having counselling. I know of an old lady near Yarmouth who had been a nurse there during the war. She recently had a garden gnome stolen. The NNorfolk police suggested she might need counselling.
William Cooper
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I don't work for them any more, Bill - they decided they could do without my services in about 1993 and gave me the push from the Yarmouth Mercury! They do say some of the best journalists around have been sacked by the EDP...
Better Half lasted a bit longer and, as I mentioned above, did his stint on the Lowestoft Journal. On the day he gave his notice in, he discovered he was due to be moved to the one-person office in Downham Market, a fate worse than death compared to sunny Lowestoft.
"El manana es nuestro, companero..."
I don't work for them any more, Bill - they decided they could do without my services in about 1993 and gave me the push from the Yarmouth Mercury! They do say some of the best journalists around have been sacked by the EDP...
Better Half lasted a bit longer and, as I mentioned above, did his stint on the Lowestoft Journal. On the day he gave his notice in, he discovered he was due to be moved to the one-person office in Downham Market, a fate worse than death compared to sunny Lowestoft.
"El manana es nuestro, companero..."
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There used to be a marvellous reporter on the YM called Eustace. And he could write good English.
William Cooper
There used to be a marvellous reporter on the YM called Eustace. And he could write good English.
William Cooper
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Is Bill still around?
FullCircle
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Yep = binch......go look in liveaboard mainly.
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I'll tell you a story about seagulls.
The seagulls we have here are monsters, 17 or 18 inches from beak to tail.
The Govt carried oput a cull last year in which thousands were killed by hired marksmen firing .22 rounds.
But one day SWMBO and I went for a walk on the beach.
There was an injured seagull in a corner by the sea wall.
I went over to have a look at it.
I felt really really sorry for it as it could not fly. It appeared to have a damaged wing.
I decided to do something to help the poor creature, which had obviously been injured by a pellet.
So I took off my sweater and threw it over the bird and carried it to the vet.
The bird was kept overnight.
In the morning the vet rang to say the bird had a pellet embedded aslant in its breast which affected its wing, and, although he had taken an Xray, the pellet could not be located.
On being questioned the vet assured me the bird would recover.
So after being given an antibiotic, I took the bird home in a cardboard box...
I put it on my terrace.
Every day I went up and fed it and gave it water to drink and the bird became tame in my presence.
It allowed me to give it its daily shower with a watering can and ate its food which I fed it with tweezers.
It allowed me to stroke its tail feathers..
But as the bird began to get better...it developed the most shocking table manners, trampling over its food and being very unfriendly and no longer allowing me to stroke its feathers and rewarding me instead by trying to peck my hand, etc.,
Then after 10 days or so the bird disappered.
It had obviously flown away.
Time passes...
One afternoon my wife was on the terrace hanging out washing to dry in the sun.
She pointed to two seagulls directly above her doing loops and dives, most peculiar.
My wife went indoors and I remained on the terrace.
Suddenly both birds landed on a parapet 4 yards away.
One was slightly smaller than the other one.
To my astonishment, the larger one boldly strutted along the parapet towards me and stopped 18 inches away.
For something like an eternity this beautiful bird just stood there and looked at me, first with one eye, then with the other eye.
The smaller one was sort of reluctant, timid, but eventually got very close too.
They took off together and flew away.
Obviously the bird had come to say thank you and to introduce his girlfriend.
It was a magical experience.
Now who says they are unintelligent unfeeling brutes ?
The seagulls we have here are monsters, 17 or 18 inches from beak to tail.
The Govt carried oput a cull last year in which thousands were killed by hired marksmen firing .22 rounds.
But one day SWMBO and I went for a walk on the beach.
There was an injured seagull in a corner by the sea wall.
I went over to have a look at it.
I felt really really sorry for it as it could not fly. It appeared to have a damaged wing.
I decided to do something to help the poor creature, which had obviously been injured by a pellet.
So I took off my sweater and threw it over the bird and carried it to the vet.
The bird was kept overnight.
In the morning the vet rang to say the bird had a pellet embedded aslant in its breast which affected its wing, and, although he had taken an Xray, the pellet could not be located.
On being questioned the vet assured me the bird would recover.
So after being given an antibiotic, I took the bird home in a cardboard box...
I put it on my terrace.
Every day I went up and fed it and gave it water to drink and the bird became tame in my presence.
It allowed me to give it its daily shower with a watering can and ate its food which I fed it with tweezers.
It allowed me to stroke its tail feathers..
But as the bird began to get better...it developed the most shocking table manners, trampling over its food and being very unfriendly and no longer allowing me to stroke its feathers and rewarding me instead by trying to peck my hand, etc.,
Then after 10 days or so the bird disappered.
It had obviously flown away.
Time passes...
One afternoon my wife was on the terrace hanging out washing to dry in the sun.
She pointed to two seagulls directly above her doing loops and dives, most peculiar.
My wife went indoors and I remained on the terrace.
Suddenly both birds landed on a parapet 4 yards away.
One was slightly smaller than the other one.
To my astonishment, the larger one boldly strutted along the parapet towards me and stopped 18 inches away.
For something like an eternity this beautiful bird just stood there and looked at me, first with one eye, then with the other eye.
The smaller one was sort of reluctant, timid, but eventually got very close too.
They took off together and flew away.
Obviously the bird had come to say thank you and to introduce his girlfriend.
It was a magical experience.
Now who says they are unintelligent unfeeling brutes ?