Life's a Picnic!

Friday is a special day for Amos and I, it's our 'Life's a Picnic' day. Every Friday we have a picnic somewhere, it may be at the beach; in a park; in our back garden; in a friend's garden or even on the floor of the front room if the weather is behaving inconsiderately. I hasten to say that we are not just fair weather picnicers we have been Friday picnicng from the outset of the year and even though January and February were such cold  months we still wrapped up and had a lot of fun being the only ones crazy enough to have a picnic on the beach.  There is nothing like eating outdoors surrounded by nature. This leads me to send out a warning that although picnics are usually innocent, harmless affairs, often linked with teddy bears, Winnie the Pooh and opera, there can be danger involved - frequently by nature itself. In February Amos and I had our Friday picnic on Looe beach in Cornwall, it was an absolutely beautiful day very cold but a glorious blue sky and a shining sun. I laid out the picnic blanket and set out the food, it was amazing to be able to sit on the beach, eating lunch, watchng the rolling waves of the sea on a February afternoon. It was as I was mulling this over and Amos was tucking into his sandwiches that 'they' arrived, slowly at first - I hardly noticed them -  'they' started calling to their friends as 'they' gathered one by one. Then the incident happened so suddenly that neither Amos nor I had any warning, one of 'them' swooped down for the kill and there it was, Amos'  succulant, 'prepared with love' cheese sandwich had been stolen out of his hands as he was about to take a bite and was now in pieces being demolished by 'them' - the delinquent scavengers of the bird world, otherwise known as seagulls.
How had I forgotten this attack? We went back to the same beach today and it wasn't long before the thieving, bird hooligans were gathering again in Hitchcockesque manner. Amos huddled closer to me and we ate our picnic quickly, keeping all the food under the picnic blanket. I found myself being completely intimidated by these flying criminals - bizarre isn't it?
We'll continue with our Friday picnics, though, they're great fun aswell as beng a cheap stay at home mum or dad activity.

Actually I felt a bit sorry for the seagull I photographed here because he only has one leg!

Do you have any picnic stories? Have you fallen foul to any over-confident animals? I'd love to hear it please write in the comment box.