This picture doesn’t really give an idea of scale, but take it from me: the seagulls in Cardiff Station are huge and rather intimidating. I once saw two of them fighting over a discarded half-sandwich on platform 7: it was like the end scene of Jurassic Park, where the velociraptors attack the tyrannosaurus. We saw this gigantic specimen on Saturday, strutting around as though he owned the platform. Passers-by cowered, strong men quailed, and Eoin, typically, squared up to the beast. Fortunately, at this point, the train arrived. Who knows what might have happened otherwise?