As well as knowing the warmer weather is coming here in Glasgow, it’s also the moment to remember the seagulls are coming too. I’m starting to hear them again. Eventually there’ll be hundreds of them, nesting on the tenement chimneys above - their cliffs of the city. They sing and laugh all through the night. Banging pots and pans out the windows doesn’t stop them (3rd floor neighbours tried that one at 2am once : )) I adore their noisy charm, but I’m also glad to be escaping to the countrysdie tomorrow. Obviously, there awaits roaming badger gangs, rampant rabbits, and screaming foxes and (excitedly) who knows what else (!). I’m looking forward to it all.