SUMMITS have been held, task forces set up, but to no avail.
Nobody seems to know what to do about the growing menace of urban seagulls.
What annoys me most about these flying rats, as more and more people are calling them, is their ghastly, constant cacophonic screeching. I'm told it's just how they behave at nesting time, but if that's the case nesting time seems to last most of the year. The din goes on night and day, no matter what the weather is (except perhaps when there is very heavy rain). The gulls seem to need to keep up their infernal squawking clamour as some ghastly dystopian sound accompaniment to our daily lives.
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