I was having a bite to eat in QV in town last Monday. I was sitting at a long bar facing the escalators. A man came and sat next to me and began eating his lunch. The building jerked up and down for a couple of seconds. He looked across to me, to see if I was disturbed by this apparent earth tremor. I wasn't as I had already guessed what it was, though I have never experienced it before. A couple of minutes later it happened again and again he looked across at me. My bacon and egg buttie and phone were preocupying me. I had quickly realised that it was a rumble from underground trains in the City Loop. We certainly experienced the same at the Holiday Inn, in Potts Point, Sydney where we stayed when R's sister married her beau, that is noise and shaking from the Sydney's Eastern Suburbs railway.
As you can see in the photos, seagulls were going crazy around our place tonight. OMG, is an earthquake about to happen? R, I expect correctly, worked out why. It is either about food or sex, and in this case food. There will be chips on offer. I can only guess. A barbeque put on for the workers of Grand Prix that is nearly packed up? I can't believe workers would want to attend a work barbeque on Good Friday Eve. I can't believe that seagulls instantly flock like that. There was something happening that they knew about in advance. I would guess there was something like 100 to 200 hundred of them. As quickly as they arrived and flew around for about half an hour, they were gone. Make of it what you will. While I won't argue with nature, but surely flying around and expending energy in search of an energy intake also seems odd, but that is what seagulls do.