Eden Phillpotts writes about George Bernard Shaw in his Memoir 'From the Angle of 88':
"Bernard Shaw was fond of the West Country and visited it sometimes. I can see him at Sidmouth scattering scraps for the seagulls while the great silver birds swooped round him."
What an image! The greatest playwright in the English language of the twentieth century, bearded and blown on Sidmouth front and the beautiful gulls flying shrieking about him.
Visitors to Sidmouth, go on feeding the gulls! You are in the company of the great!