The Seagull

A seagull shat on me yesterday, I thought, at first, it was a giant raindrop on the back of my hand. The sky was empty and blue. My stepdad then said he'd seen the shadows of *two* seagulls. Hard to know if he had as he seems to be retreating more and more into his own world. He puts the olive oil in the fridge, I take it back out, he puts it back in, I take it back out. And he hung the bath mats on the garden gate to dry, they had been on the clothes horse, but for his own (perfectly valid,...