Yesterday in St Ives I saw a van run over a whole bunch of seagulls then just carry on driving.

One of the seagulls's wings was broken and called out in distress as his (visibly shaken) friends flew away. He then tried to fly off the path onto the beach below but fell about 15ft in a flurry of feathers and seagull limbs. After several more failed attempts at flying, futility dawned on ths seagull and he waddled off into the sunset and entered the sea to die (probably).

I've never been so upset in my life.