An unexpected caller

The man came round to measure up the windows & doors, getting an idea of the styles we fancied & give us a price.

We were in the bedroom when the strange noise happened. At first I thought I was imagining things. Was someone knocking on the front door? I slipped off to see.

I couldn’t believe it. There, sitting on the window sill of the kitchen was a huge herring gull, tapping away at the window. For all the world he looked as though he wanted to come in.

I returned to the bedroom, half-laughing. I was soon told I shouldn’t keep the sugar-coated worms inside but leave them outside for the birds to get at them easily.

By the time we got to the kitchen, the gull had flown off. White marks smeared the glass where he had been tapping. Today it has been raining most of the morning & the marks are finally washing off.