ANGRY BIRD

As we prepared to leave the pier, Wilson noticed one more Photo Opportunity he was not prepared to miss: a Funny Policeman with a cut-out for his face. He clambered up and inserted his head into the hole, while I took his photograph. 

Just before I clicked the shutter, Andrew the Seagull arrived and started shouting at W.

'Oh, you're off to your warm hotel room now are you, Soft Boy? Well, I don't need you — look, I've got my dinner here, a big cone of delicious chips* I've just pinched from a little girl!'

He swooped towards W's face, squawking, 'I never liked you anyway, you were only ev — oh #!#%&!'

The bird swore loudly as his meal slipped from his grasp and fell to the deck. 

Shamelessly, he continued, 'Um, would you like to help me pick my dinner up?'

As we made a dignified exit from the pier, Wilson remarked softly to me, 'Karma in action!'
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*French Fries