Determined to make the most of life and in need of some blustery sea air to blow away the effects of my friends’ sorrows at the moment, I suggested a day away at the seaside on Sunday. I have always found the sight and sound of waves a great help when the heart is aching.
Sister and brother in law accompanied me and husband, and suggested Bridlington as a destination - being only a two hour drive from us. It is a port on the East Coast: we all travelled together and when they turned up to collect us there was a sign in the car – not quite correct, we are not all pensioners!!
On the way we passed about 15 hares running in various fields: unfortunately we saw none boxing.
I shall let the photos tell the day by themselves, with just a few comments. Apologies for the dark mark on the lens, I thought I had rubbed it off but clearly, to my irritation, I had not!
Suffice it to say that the sky was blue and the air mild for most of the day, clouding over briefly a couple of times.
The chalk cliffs and lighthouse of Flamborough Head:
We walked a couple of miles along the beach to the port.
And sat on the sea wall to eat our fish and chips (which were gorgeous!)
accompanied by feathered friends who flew to catch the pieces we threw up for them
A walk round the town
to find a cafe for a cup, or two, of tea.
And so, to set out for the ocean.
Holes left by lug-worm diggers.
Birds seen: Herring Gull, Black-backed Gull, Mallard, Redshank, Sanderling, Oystercatcher, Turnstones and probably more but I did not have my bins out!