Often wonder why people make a habit of feeding birds. During the winter with cold and heavy snow, I can see giving them a handout occasionally, but at the seaside with plenty of goodies revealed by low tide and a good helping of discarded human food the avian population seems in no danger of starvation. I’ve yet to see what I would consider an emaciated seagull. Here the older fellow was dropping seeds right at his feet where the pigeon was happily pecking up the morsels. Why the usually strident gulls were maintaining a measured distance is an interesting question – maybe deferring to an abnormally aggressive pigeon.