The Landing, sculpture by Leigh Dyer. Bitterly cold day during ‘Beast from the East’, on Hastings Beach.
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. […]
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 […]
Charlie, the Ancient Mariner. Wanders the streets of Oban mumbling in tongues. He was on the CalMac ferry back from Mull. Everyone shifted subtly away from him and I sat listening to his words cupping a hot chocolate. The only thing I could understand was” “I come from Iona”. I asked boat staff about this, […]