Flapping

D left for the island at 7 am again - it seems to be a regular thing now. A bit later I was standing at the kitchen sink and noticed a young gull on the roof opposite practising his flapping. He momentarily became airborne, then sank back down - in fact, shortly after I took this image he hopped across the roof ridge in an ungainly fashion and appeared to slip down the other side. Now is the time when they tend to fall/flap down to the ground and then find they don't know how to take off again - particularly in the narrow lanes around here.