As we all know, seagulls love nothing more than a bit of an aerial heist involving some unsuspecting tourist's fish & chips or candy-floss. Successful seagulls therefore invariably end up on the portly side, which can affect their ability to do their day-jobs. Steve Seagull is not such a creature. Judging by Belly of the Beast, which was on (unsurprisingly) Channel 5 the other night, Steve Seagull has had a summer where his cup hath runneth over as far as fish & chips and candy-floss is concerned, and yet still he acts just as ever he has. There he was doing his usual thing (this time the McGuffin was Seagull's daughter, who had been kidnapped by some absolute bounders with guns), but looking alarmingly like a sort of cross between Gordon Brown and Dale Winton: it was great.
Hurrah for Seagull!
Seagull, I think, would make an excellent Bond. Better than that Daniel Radcliffe chap...
Also, since I can't think of anywhere else to bung this fascinating fact, did any of you know that roller skates were originally known as Plympton Boots? There. See. If you read the Harrogate Advertiser for twenty years you'll find that it pays off with a fact like that.
Yes.
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