We were driving along on Rogers Street and noticed a flock of gulls, squawking up a storm and dive bombing toward the home’s roof. This roof has several levels and some ornamentation so it took a minute for my eyes to adjust and realize there was a turkey atop this house dodging and ducking the gulls. It was quite a surprising sight. I hopped out of the car with my camera as the turkey made its way to a lower level behind the house and out of sight. A nice couple in another vehicle stopped to say they saw the same except they thought there was more than one turkey. So we both tracked them down in a back alley making their way down again to ground level in a hurry to avoid the paparazzi (me). Reminded me of the Beatles fleeing their fans so here are Ringo, John, George and Paul on the run in the alleys of Gloucester.