The sun and warmth are coming back. The quiet low tide. Fishermen pulling bait worms out of the sand. A lone seagull chills and looks out at the horizon. The vastness of it all. ‘Am I significant?’, it asks itself.
The Landing, sculpture by Leigh Dyer. Bitterly cold day during ‘Beast from the East’, on Hastings Beach.
Di Paolo’s Award-Winning ice cream served up by William the Cone-queror, St Leonards seafront. Where’s Will? Admittedly a little sporadic, but there’s a site and app to find him on the seafront. Also shows current ice cream flavours! You can also look out for that distinctive umbrella, visible from miles away on the seafront. http://williamtheconequeror.co.uk
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by, And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking, And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn […]
As they say in Glasgow: Taps aff! All the way down the other end of the country, in East Sussex today (alright, across the border and into the South of England), it hits 20C today. It’s sunny, the sea is the most amazing blue and it’s Sunday, so everyone is out making the most of it. […]
The High Tide Low Tide Bike Race has just a few rules. They seem to be (it’s all a bit vague), no SPD’s (clip on pedals), and no biting. It’s £5 in, winner takes all. Beyond this, it’s first past the post in a (vague) number of laps around a (vague) course, brightly lit with […]
“It’s my fault”, she said, “I put the bucket on my head first and now he won’t take it off”.
An homage to Henri Cartier Bresson. The beach was amazing today, so many good pictures.
She said, “You must do the ride to Bexhill; Giant Sea Cabbages, Colossal Daisies. Kingdom of Beach Huts and Overgrown Cliffs.” It was an intriguing introduction. The ride does not disappoint. It is perfectly magical. You come off the normal path onto dusty gravel, which then turns into a kind of chain mail behind kaleidoscopic […]
