There’s a young Great Skua ahead. That spells danger. There must be an adult or two around somewhere and I feel my hat’s going to get a serious pecking.
There’s an adult flying over. The chick looks a little sheepish.
The adults are some of my favourite birds. Just not when they’re attacking me. Aren’t they incredibly beautiful? They are brilliantly adapted to a life on the rugged coast. It’s a pleasure to spend time avoiding them, crawling on all fours and running away, pursued by them.
But two together, that’s a protection racket.
Here they are, then: the Kray Twins photographed by David Bailey.