Air support.

I went for a ramble along the canal today. The swans hightailed it when they realised I had no grub with me, all that was left were a few ducks.
Then a mammy turned up with her little girl and a bag full of bread.
Out of nowhere the Air Corps arrived , in the shape of a flock of seagulls, followed in short order by the pigeons. A mighty scrap developed between the ducks and the gulls over the titbits, with the pigeons happily picking up the crumbs.
As usual it was all happening too fast for me, no sharp shots.
But the little girl had a great time.