The gannet that couldn't fly
This afternoon I found this beautiful blue-eyed seabird sitting on a rock near the water in the Herring Pond, motionless and with its head tucked strangely between its wings. It roused itself when a small piece of bread I threw in hit it gently but it was neither interested nor afraid even though I was only a couple of feet above it on the path. It did eventually slip into the water and swim over to the far side where it again took up its strange position. Half an hour later, when I looked again, it was still sitting there and I can only hope it will soon get up enough strength to fly away and join the other gannets swooping and diving into the sea. They can dive from a height of 30 metres and hit the sea at a speed of 100kph.