Sunday, 8 August 2021

A Week of Mornings and a Sunday Seal

 This week I have been mostly stretching my legs before settling down at the laptop for work-
Or at the PC on a non-work day.
 Well, yes.  So I have been taking a brisk walk down to the seafront before 7am.  Not only to get some fresh air, but to get some exercise in before it gets too hot-
Ha!
 Quite. Perhaps you should rephrase that to "before it gets too wet"?  Oh, and too people!
 Anyway, I'd taken Camera with me on my wanderings so that I'd have something to show for it.  I've barely done anything else of note lately you see, although I seem to have found myselves too busy/otherwise engaged with tasks not of my making - mainly babysitting...
We have been rewatching Farscape of a cold, wet, windy evening, though!
So, every evening, then?
Well, yes...
 Anyway!  Shall we get on?  Good.  Here are what the mornings have looked like here over the past week:

Monday, 2nd August


Neither The Ritz nor Claridges were open for breakfast...

Tuesday, 3rd August

Wednesday, 4th August

Thursday, 5th August


I took some extra photos as I walked into the village.
Here's Harbord Road.

The High Street

And down The Londs to the seafront

The ruins of Wednesday's world-building

Friday, 6th August

Saturday, 7th August

And this morning - Sunday 8th


Something over the horizon

Pegasus towing some sort of rig support pylons

Groyne!

And who should surface near that groyne but...

... my seal familiar

34 comments:

  1. Perhaps it's a witch thing. Or perhaps I've got a suspicious and filthy mind. But when a grown man settles down in front of a PC on his day off he is not being idle. 🍆

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    1. You, Hound? With a suspicious and filthy mind? Never. It must be the witch thing...

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  2. Awwww.....seal..... and familiar groynes!
    At least you are at least making the effort to pretend it's summer - I was tempted to start taking photos of the puddles this morning. Ack.
    I always wanted to live behind a door..... where am I going with this sentence?! I do live behind a door, but I'd like to live behind that green door in your picture. I'll shut up as my 2.30 lull has begun.
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    1. I'm not sure how long your lulls last, Ms Scarlet, so I hope I'm not disturbing you with this reply? The mornings seem to be the only time there is some sun/heat. It is now absolutely tipping it down, and with lashings of thunder, too.

      Oh, and that green door leads to the house with the corner window thingy that fascinated us both, here.

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    2. I thought you were wonderful in your first turn 'Behind The Green Door'. Is this a hint? Is there a sequel in the works? I'll be first in line!

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    3. Crikey! I've just discovered that 'Behind the Green Door' references the song 'Green Door' which was a massive hit in the UK for Shakin' bloody Stevens! Gah!

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    4. ...which was written in the 1950s about a "mysterious club into which the singer is forbidden to go". I heard a persistent rumour that the venue in question was actually the infamous Gateway Club, the long-standing lesbian haunt in Chelsea (as featured in The Killing of Sister George). Jx

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    5. No. No, I'm sorry Ms Scarlet, whatever lies behind the green door is not a suitable abode.

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  3. Look at the state of my previous comment. My 'least' is replicating itself in an inelegant manner. Apologies.
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    1. Well, I didn't like to mention it, so I'm glad you noticed and have prevented it from making a third faux pas. Most kind.

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  4. Beautiful pictures! But I'm highly, highly disappointed that there were no bathing trunks shots of you in the water, with your floating DeVice.

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  5. You actually had enough time between downpours to get to the beach and back and take photos?! Here, it's been incessantly lashing wind and rain every day - every time I see the sunshine and think it's safe to go out for a fag, by the time I get my shoes on the murk has returned... Jx

    PS I think I have mentioned before that I was told that "seal" is slang for "queer" in French.

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    1. Ooh, yes, I remember that queer "en Francais" now!

      I have to get up VERY early to beat the rain to the beach. Fortunately, the rain & storm clouds seem to prefer a lay in before they exert themselves around here.

      P.S. It has not stopped raining since I replied to Ms Scarlet at 4:15...

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    2. Isn't everything in French a sexual reference? I know very little about France or the French unless the discussion is about WWII military campaigns or Luc Besson movies. How blatantly American of me.

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    3. Ah, yes - Dubya's "cheese-eating surrender monkeys" quote revealed a lot about how America perceives the French, and indeed the rest of the world. As much as we in the UK describe France as "the old enemy" [having been at war with them more than we have not for around 1000 years], most people know that the stereotypes aren't necessarily accurate... Jx

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    4. I know the French word for seal and it's not a word I like to say in polite company.

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    5. Who am I kidding it's fuck!

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    6. Did Carmen put you up to this, Mitzi?

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  6. I adore seals. They're the dogs of the sea. Our lot around here has to be very careful if they don't want to end up as a menu item for the killer whales. Great pictures! I'm glad you had these opportunities to get out in a bit of sun. We have the opposite problem here right now, but this weekend we got a small amount of rain and its overcast making it feel like home again and not some terrible alternate timeline.

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    1. I think I'd rather take my chances with the killer whales than the tourists. My seal may have different ideas, though.

      I'm glad you've got some relief from the tinderbox conditions.

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  7. How heavenly and inspirational. I can't imagine living with such beauty. I would do nothing but sit and gaze at it. Thanks for sharing. I love the photos in town, too. Very quaint. Are the people friendly?

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    1. Don't sit for too long, uptonking - the beauty is soon ruined by people and rain! But it is lovely before they turn up.
      On the whole, the locals are friendly. One or two may bite, though!

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  8. I've just read a novel that mentions Cromer Beach.

    Stretching your legs? Do you have a rack?

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    1. Does it also mention the crabs?

      My rack - no, not that sort - is not a patch on the Oubliette's.

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  9. I saw a seal attack a naked dude in Point Loma, California. Poor seal was just basking on the rocks, and Naked Dude came up to pet it? Like it's a Disney seal or something? The seal lunged at him, and ND fell off the rocks into the ocean, which was sad, because all this time ND had been holding his bathing suit over his head - to keep it DRY. That's pretty much all you need to know about California right there. I love these photos. I always love your pix. I'd love some of your rain too, if you have any to spare!

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    1. Ha ha haa! Did you laugh? I would have (I just did reading this, nevermind seeing it). Poor seal, though.

      Spare rain? Yes, definitely yes! More than enough. I'll see if I can get some sent over.

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  10. Just read that Cromer was banksied, yes crabs - picture number three here

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  11. Sorry. My mistake. I obviously forgot how to link properly.

    https://www.sueddeutsche.de/kultur/banksy-england-ostkueste-1.5382350

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    1. Ah, my sister said something about a Banksy in Cromer the other day. I wasn't really paying attention to her, though... I'm not going to go and see it though, as I don't want to seem like some gawping tourist. Bloody Banksy!

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    2. THe rat of Lowestoft is already painted over.

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