Wherever you visit, from Southend to Skegness, our coastal towns have pretty much every variety of gull you can find.
I’m not a bird person generally and can’t tell one from the other, but I do know that if you lob a few chips in the air, you’ll have at least 20 of them flapping around your head. More fun is to lob a chip into the air above passers by – The photo opportunities are guaranteed, as is the increased chance of someone getting crapped on.
Sandbanks is a small peninsula or spit (1 km2 or 0.39 sq mi) crossing the mouth of Poole Harbour on the English Channel coast at Poole in Dorset, England. It is well known for the highly regarded Sandbanks Beach and property value; Sandbanks has, by area, the fourth highest land value in the world. The Sandbanks and Canford Cliffs Coastline area has been dubbed as “Britain’s Palm Beach” by the national media. thanks to the innocence of youth, none of this is important during a half term break in October, and it’s just a great place to play and make your own art…..
Fulling or tucking or walking (“waulking” in Scotland) is a step in woolen clothmaking which involves the cleansing of cloth (particularly wool) to eliminate oils, dirt, and other impurities, and making it thicker. The worker who does the job is a fuller, tucker, or walker. The Welsh word for a fulling mill is pandy, which appears in many place-names.
This Mill (or the remains thereof) can be found at Bieuleiu in Hampshire within the grounds of the former Abbey and motor museum
Since the 52 finished (and despite coming nowhere near completing it) I’ve a head full of images but not had time to do much with them. Another month seems to have disappeared without the aid of a time machine and Halloween is fast approaching.
Whilst (being relly English) Halloween has never been a major event, it seems to increase in popularity every year, so it’s never far from the back of your mind, and even though when I started this image it wasn’t supposed to be scary or spooky, it kind of ended up like that somehow.
It’s always a little disturbing when you start to look closely at the amount of time you spend waiting during your lifetime. I’m not just counting the time you’re physically queueing, or waiting for your dinner but the time you’re not fully focussed because you may, for example, be waiting on instructions, information or just a page to refresh on your browser of choice. It’s all dead time. Completely and utterly useless wasted time. I spent 180 minutes of my life in a car, on a motorway, un-moving because of a lorry fire this morning. What could I have been doing instead? or perhaps the question should be what would I have been doing instead?