Mum thought you might like to see photos of where she went walking on Sunday, it is the beach about a 10 minute drive from our house and is right next to the airport. It was sunny, but very, very cold and windy.
Now back to the birds, I don't catch them. I just sit and watch them fly onto our roof and eat the bread, and hope that one of them slips off so I can chase him. It works better when mum throws the bread onto the neighbours roof, as it is lower that ours, but as they were home they might have thought something strange was happening. So mum only throws bread on their roof during the week, when they are at work.