Taking off in the Chippy at Barton, the usual flock of gulls that like the wet muddy Barton turf took off and cleared to the sides as they heard the approaching blatter of the Gypsy Major. All except one, who took up the runway heading.
It went through the prop. No damage except a bloodied prop blade, but I landed back to check just in case, then departed for the planned flight.
When I landed back after the flight and had put the aeroplane away, the groundsman appeared at the hangar door with the remains in a plastic bag. Juvenile black headed gull, apparently.
I did have a soaring buzzard appear suddenly from below on final, between the wing root leading edge and the cowling; it shot over the canopy top very close - no contact but it made me duck!