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Contemplation (10 years on)

Wednesday 25th August 2021, 8.20am (day 3,653)

Hastings Pier, 25/8/21

I started this blog on 26th August 2011, ten full years ago. Since then I have become ten years older, greyer, stouter. I do not pass judgment on whether I am wiser by a decade; only that the last 18 months have made me more cynical. This morning, our last in Hastings, I sat on the shingle beneath Hastings Pier and, like this couple, contemplated the sea on a warm and pleasant morning.

And the next ten years? If you’re still interested, follow along.

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Evening on Hastings beach

Saturday 21st August 2021, 7.25pm (day 3,649)

Hastings evening, 21/8/21

Clare and (for the third time in four days) Joe amble along the rim of the country. To the left, nothing until Dieppe in France. To the right, the town of Hastings, home for the next few nights. The evenings draw in, but summer remains with us.

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The entrance to Ainsdale Beach

Saturday 1st May 2021, 12.10pm (day 3,537)

Ainsdale Beach, 1/5/21

Ainsdale Beach is a voluminous expanse of golden sand: so voluminous, in fact, that like many other places on the same coast, north of Liverpool (see our trip to Crosby last November), the nearby land is gradually being taken over. The buildings you see here are derelict, not (this time) because of the Great Fear, but because of the encroachment of these dunes. This is an attractive place, but a melancholy one.

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Seals on Horsey beach

Sunday 27th December 2020, 1.25pm (day 3,412)

Seal conversation, 27/12/20

“Oh, hello, Ms Grey. Lovely day for the time of year.”

“Indeed, Ms. Brown. The good weather’s brought the humans out, too.”

“Yes, I hear this is one of the best spots in Norfolk to see humans. Ah well, time for a swim.”

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Wells Beach

Saturday 26th December 2020, 12.55pm (day 3,411)

Wells Beach, 26//12/20

More than the hills and relatively extensive views seen yesterday, this is how I expected the Norfolk coast to look. Maybe the weather wasn’t quite as good as it seems here, but those are the benefits of post-processing.

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Fishing from the beach

Saturday 21st November 2020, 12.30pm (day 3,376)

Fleetwood beach, 21/11/20

An all-too-welcome excuse to get out and about was offered today — yes Mr Johnson it counted as ‘essential travel only’, so call off the wolves. The destination was a new one for me, Fleetwood, standing at the corner of Morecambe Bay and thus with a magnificent view that could not possibly be captured in a single camera shot. This one’s OK, I like it because of the fishermen (appropriate for the town, whose football team, Fleetwood Town, are known as the ‘Cod Army’) and also the bird which gives a nice touch. The weather was a lot better than it looks here, too. Anyway — an escape, for a while.

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On South Melbourne beach

Friday 12th April 2019, 2.35pm (day 2,787)

South Melbourne beach, 12/4/19

Almost the whole population of Australia lives within about an hour’s drive of the coast, making this one of the world’s great beach countries, if not the greatest. It was about time I got to see one on this trip. Not that South Melbourne beach is one of the more glamorous ones — but never mind, it was a beautiful day.

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Braye Beach (and farewell to the Channel Islands)

Friday 17th August 2018, 10.35am (day 2,549)

Braye beach, 17/8/18

Yesterday’s rather sombre subject matter was matched by the Thursday weather on Alderney, but the sun returned today to brighten up our last day in the Channel Islands: we had breakfast here, lunch in Guernsey and dinner at home, in Hebden Bridge. The general family consensus was that we could take or leave Guernsey, but the smaller islands we visited, Sark and Alderney, do tempt one into fantasies of retiring from the world to island life. It’s places like Braye beach — almost empty on a glorious August morning — that particularly encourage this.

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Port de Moulin, Sark

Monday 13th August 2018, 2.55pm (day 2,545)

Port de Moulin, Sark, 13/8/18

The Isle of Sark lies a few miles east of Guernsey and in the 16th century was the haunt of marauding pirates, at which point Queen Elizabeth the First empowered a lord and a group of 40 families to settle it. And not a great deal seems to have changed since. There remain no tarmac roads, street lighting nor cars on the island, which is a spectacular and beautiful place. Today is one of those days where my limiting myself to one shot per day makes it difficult — I could have chosen any of a dozen pictures today, including the precipitous La Coup├ęe, which is Sark’s most famous (and clich├ęd) sight, but I’m going with this one because I like the light. This impressive rock arch is down on the beach of Port de Moulin, one of the few places that you can get down to sea level from the upper plateau — one reason those pirates were so fond of Sark. Should you get the chance to visit here, I highly recommend it.

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Aberdour beach and the Firth of Forth

Monday 7th May 2018, 12.25pm (day 2,447)

Aberdour beach, 7/5/18

A glorious — and three-day — weekend continues with the chance to spend a Monday relaxing with our friends in Aberdour and exploring its stellar beaches: this one, known (erroneously) as Black Sands is particularly fine. This weekend has reminded me why I should come to Scotland more often.

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