A stone-flagged pavement, next to a wide canal, with a wooden jetty protruding from the left of the frame and an island dense with houses and trees in the background across the water, in early morning light. There is a pile of crumbs on the edge of the pavement, and six sheepish-looking pigeons at a nonchalant distance from it, because a gaggle of a dozen or so seagulls are in the process of descending on it in an angry flapping honking mob. The seagull in the centre of the photo is standing proprietorially on top of the pile of crumbs, wings aggressively up, with its beak fully open mid-honk, screaming at its fellows to keep away. It is a scene of noise and chaos.