Sunday, however, was a different matter. I didn't wear my trunks (but I did take them), the breeze was warm and from the South, and the stones had been covered with sand (mostly). Ideal for swimming!
I found a secluded spot near the End-of-the-Line, and shimmied into my trunks. The cormorant in the photo above flew off at the sight of my pasty white body. Rude!
Then I waded into the sea which was delightfully warm, and proceeded to engage in a bit of languid breaststroke (keeping my head above water, a bit like this but without the nest of ducks) before flipping onto my back and sculling around looking at the increasingly cloudy sky:
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| There's a bird (probably a seagull) in this shot |
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| And a small aeroplane in this one. |
Then, due to an influx of people (because of the receding tide), it was time to go, so I hauled myself out of the sea, dried off, got dressed, and made my way back along the beach towards home. On the way I passed a VERY Hot Dad (with his wife and child - Urgh!) - all broad shoulders, impressive chest, and big arms. As I was walking towards where they'd set up, I kept hoping he'd remove his T-shirt because it was so hot. But he didn't. Probably for the best as I might have caused a scene by fainting, or something.
Anyway, when I got half-way up the cliff, I suddenly remembered something Eros had said and, out of curiosity, pointed Camera down to where the Hot Dad was. I was in luck! Kind of. Hot Dad was walking from the sea back to his family but HE STILL HAD HIS T-SHIRT ON! Bugger.
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| A Hot Dad! Although you wouldn't really know at this distance. I need a better zoom! |
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Interlude
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If you love the velvety feel of the finest grade polyputthekettleon "velour" against your
is now on over at Rimpy's place!
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While I was searching for those photos yesterday, I also found these from 5th July:
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| I wonder what she/he is looking so smug about? |
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| The End-of-the-Line as seen from Sidestrand Beach |
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| Sidestrand chalk bed (above and below) |
That's it for now. Have a good week everyone, and good luck in the FGES compo!
Oh ....that is lovely you wear square cuts too. You are aware I like tall drinks of water in square cuts right?!?!?!? You've brightened my day with afternoon delight. Doesn't that make you feel good now?
ReplyDeleteWell, yes, I suppose it does? Although, you look MUCH better in yours than I do in mine ;)
DeleteShags, groynes and Hot Dads. Yes, please! Jx
ReplyDeleteIt sounds idyllic, doesn't it? I'll be back on the beach this weekend, too!
DeleteI was in Blackpool a couple of weeks ago splashing about in the Irish Sea, my nipples were like chapel hat pegs.
ReplyDeleteYou often see yummy dads out and about with pig ugly women don't you? I saw one on Sunday, a tousled haired blonde Adonis wearing denim shorts with golden hairs covering his strong bronzed legs, as he passed by I caught a whiff of Boss Bottled Night, gave me the fanny gallops like you wouldn't believe, he could have taken me, right there and then on the street with everyone watching, sadly he was walking hand in hand with his wife who resembled Queen Celeste.
At least you had something to hang your towel on!
DeleteI had to google Queen Celeste - I'd forgotten it was she from Babar. Oh, don't google Queen Celeste with the safeties off...
Awesome beach shots. I love the view from the top of the cliff looking downward towards the shore. I'm glad you got to enjoy the water, weather, and some people watching. The camera zoom is incredibly clear. I'm guessing that dude kept his shirt on because he didn't bring the sunscreen to protect him from the hot sun. The chalk bed looks interesting. That bird is probably just happy to claim that perch as his own...or it just pooped on some unsuspecting tourist...
ReplyDeleteHis scheming wife probably removed the sunscreen from his bag before they left home so no one else but her got to see her hunky hubby's killer bod. Cow.
DeleteBut where, oh where, is the picture of you in your square-cuts?
ReplyDelete-licks lips and goes back to worrying a bone-
Unless someone else was hanging around on the cliff with their zoom out, those images are non-existent. And they're going to stay that way!
DeleteI wonder what 'Hot Dad' was hiding?
ReplyDeleteI imagined I saw Aidan Turner yesterday. I have been watching too much Poldark - it is one of the most visually satisfying programmes. Firstly, Aidan emerging bare chested from the surf EVERY WEEK; then there is the gorgeous scenery, and there is no real plot to follow to mess things up. Aidan simply does the surf thing or gallops along a cliff edge to a variety of stately homes. He has a range of expressions: frowny face; happy face; and get your clothes off face. It is the best programme ever.
Anyhow, soz, I seem to have gone off-topic.
Sx
I hope you won't be cross with me, Ms Scarlet, but I haven't watched any of this season's Poldark! I was getting a bit sick of Ross being a bit of a bastard which made Demelza tut and sigh and say "Ohhhh, Ross!", Elizabeth and especially her cousin (whose name escapes me) being wet hens, and Warleggan getting away with every evil scheme ever and becoming even more evil!! Plus, I read somewhere that Aidan Turner was getting sick of taking his shirt off, so refused to do so for this season, which cuts off one of the few avenues of pleasure in watching Poldark (the others being the gorgeous scenery, Prudy, the stately homes, Prudy, galloping along a cliff edge, and Prudy)! And now I find out that what I read was a lie!
DeleteI'm not sure where to even begin, sugar! Ocean, surf, birds, hot dads, FGES, Poldark and always, always Jake's ass on the sidebar! Thank you! xoxo
ReplyDeleteYou are more than welcome, dear Savvy!
Delete*gives thanks to The Very Mistress for Jake's arse*