Anyway, these are from this morning's drift down to the beach (where I managed to have a swim without being disturbed by people or seals). First up, some groynes in silhouette (almost):
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| Hang on. There's something other than groynage here... |
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| Oh. I might have known. |
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| A Flock of Seagulls (and terns) |
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| Hanging around on the groyne at the End-of-the-Line |
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| This is where I stopped for a swim. Well, on the other side of those steps. |
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| 09:49 - time to go... |
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| ... back along the beach... |
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| ... where it's brightened up somewhat |
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| No more silhouetted groynage |
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| But something dark and sinister is lurking out there |
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| Sorry. Did I say dark and sinister? I meant fat and lazy! |
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| Was it something I said? |
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| Back at the bottom of the slipway leading up to the village and home. |
What? No silhouette of Mr DeVice bathing among the groynes and shags? I am disappointed. Jx
ReplyDeleteSorry.
DeleteThere's always this one from last year, though...
I don't know how to tell the time from a sundial *starts wailing*
ReplyDeletecute seal though.
Sx
When the big shadow is near the brown pebble, and the little shadow is non-existent (as it should be), then it's hazard-a-guess-o'clock!
DeleteBut, in this case, the biggest, angular, grey pebble is 12, and the shadow is the hour hand, so it's nearly 10 o'clock.
Nice gnomon. Wasn't "Flock of Seagulls" a band back in stoneage ? I could search, but am lazy. And fat. *gargl* Gray & Wrinkled too - *starts wailing*
ReplyDeleteOh, don't you start wailing too, Mago - I'm useless with displays of emotion (I don't know why everyone can't be robots?). If it makes you feel better, Flock of Seagulls was a band (with bizarre hair, as I recall), and I couldn't be bothered to search or link to a website or wiki either, what with being too lazy. And grey & wrinkled.
Delete* tries not to think about the inordinate amount of cake scoffed this afternoon *
* and the bag of crisps sitting next to the keyboard *