Tuesday, 15 September 2020

Sea Swims and Sodden, Sparkling Groynes

 I'm on holiday!  Two weeks off work and the weather is playing ball, for a change.  With the global travel situation as it is, I have the perfect excuse not to go anywhere or see anyone.
 So, just like every other day, week, month, year etc. etc.
 Yes!  Isn't it fabulous!?!

 Anyway, on with the show: Here are a few photos from the last three or four days. 
 The sunrise below is from a week ago Monday, taken from my home office/library/blog room, and the first set of beach photos below are from Saturday (no swim then as it was a little chilly - there was a swim on Sunday as it got out a little warmer, but I didn't take any photos).


 Above and below, the Groyne at the End-of-the-Line from both sides

Oyster-catcher and friends (a mean-looking gull and a couple of turnstones)


The oyster-catcher was back - with a friend
 They flew off when someone else invaded the beach

 The Groyne at the End-of-the-Line

The shoreline was littered with various body-parts: crab legs and carapaces, shrimp exoskeletons, barnacle bits, fan worm tubes, and sea sponges.


Early morning sun from my window again (above),
and the cliff on the way down to the beach (below)

A moist groyne

And another moist groyne (for - and inspired by - Mistress Maddie)


 Watery tarts and their swords aside-
 Well...  What are we supposed to think, then?  Anyway, what I was going to say was: There's an even more shocking image below!

 Proof positive that the Freakin' Green Elf Shorts have managed to spawn!  We caught this juvenile pair sunbathing on a toadstool up the allotment!


  1. A genuine moist groyne this time, I see! Obviously the wildlife's getting frisky...


    PS "sunrise" is a concept of which I am only aware on my way home from a night out in summer, usually.

    1. Not *all* the wildlife - there was only one cormorant, so no "gulping" goings on...

      And on a similar note: you won't be catching any worms, then?

    2. Who knows what I might have been getting up to, travelling home at that hour... Jx

    3. Nothing unbefitting a lady, I'm sure.

      * makes sure fingers are properly crossed behind back *

  2. You've made baby shorts!!! Interesting.
    I must say, this is a very flirty post.

    1. It's the heart at the top, isn't it? I knew it was too much.

      As for the baby 'Shorts, I had nothing to do with them! I suspect some sort of radiation surge caused the cloned originals to mutate and spawn. But how and where could they have been exposed to the right kind of radiation? Where?!?

  3. I got all distracted by the wet groyne. And I think you need a re-apply on the sun lotion. Here...let me.......

    1. Oh, Maddie, that's wonderful. It's almost as if you've done this before...

  4. It looks like a lovely vacation.

    1. The only thing that's missing is a cocktail bar on the beach. Oh, and some scantily clad, beach-bodied waiters!

  5. How many moist groynes have been inside The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts?

    1. Too many, Very Mistress. Too many.

      And yet, not enough...

  6. Moves quietly away, not saying anything about a tent...

  7. Ewww parts of crabs, not even whole ones.
    Happy holidays dear boy.
    Actually it's funny you should mention your combined library, study, and blogging room. I was just thinking you hadn't moved house for a few months and there's a house in your neck of the woods with a whole skate park, which of course you could take out if you want concerts instead:

    1. How... I don't even know how to describe it? I suppose it could also double as a very large cauldron?

      Oh. No. Terrington St.Clement?! It may be in Norfolk, but it's the wrong side of the River Ouse. It might as well be on the Moon!

    2. You are trying to tell me there is a right and a wrong part of Norfolk?
      We're not talking about the right and wrong sides of the Hagley Road!
      I can't even.

    3. Norfolk is quite big. Local is quite small...

  8. Happy Vacation, kiddo! xoxo

    p.s. did I miss the contest yet? ;)

    1. Thank you, Savvy!

      And no. Not quite. Although I won't be holding my breath... ;)


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