When I was at the seaside, and was age two....three? (so that would make it 1955-6) a Seagull swooped down and attacked my ice-cream! Of course that made me a bit upset. Then he pooped on me!
But as that was 60 years ago, it shows they had that tendency then. I don't know....have they got worse? Or is it just that there are more opportunities for them nowadays? In those days there were no fast-food places except fish and chip shops, and you absolutely never saw polystyrene boxes with leftover food in them. This was just after the war and rationing, and people generally didn't waste food. They certainly didn't throw it on the street.
If people wanted to eat they went in a cafe or restaurant. The only real 'outside food' was ice cream in the summertime, or of course fish and chips, which was normally taken home by most people and eaten on plates with knives and forks. Or of course, picnics which were becoming popular then.
But as that was 60 years ago, it shows they had that tendency then. I don't know....have they got worse? Or is it just that there are more opportunities for them nowadays? In those days there were no fast-food places except fish and chip shops, and you absolutely never saw polystyrene boxes with leftover food in them. This was just after the war and rationing, and people generally didn't waste food. They certainly didn't throw it on the street.
If people wanted to eat they went in a cafe or restaurant. The only real 'outside food' was ice cream in the summertime, or of course fish and chips, which was normally taken home by most people and eaten on plates with knives and forks. Or of course, picnics which were becoming popular then.
