FIDDLING AND SMALL (12/09/11)

We have moved down to a place called Sewerby. It’s halfway between Flamborough and Bridlington. It’s a brand new site and is not dissimilar to a supermarket car park but with grass and gravel. Good showers and washing machines so it fits the bill for a couple of days. It’s also on the east coast so relatively sheltered. The van is rocking like crazy so Lord knows what it’s like on the west coast.

We wandered the couple of miles into Bridlington………..I’d run out of fags and needed a map. Silly me…….got the cigarettes but the map shop had run out of local maps……. Shopkeepers, I DON’T KNOW!  I could barely stand in the gusts so snapping was a hit and miss affair. 

  Flamborough Head…………………………

’They didn’t think much to the seaside.                                            

The waves, they was fiddling and small.

There were no shipwrecks and nobody drownded.

In fact nothing to laugh at at all!’

Marriot Edgar…………’Albert and the Lion’………..A Stanley Holloway Monologue. It will be on You Tube. Well worth a listen or even a read.

I’m getting a bit in front of myself here. I’d no sooner started packing the truck than my friends the hens came dashing for their breakfast. I’d just put the bird feeder away so emptied the peanuts, bits of fat ball, the seed feeder and the meal worm tray……..I must be getting soft………feeding hens meal worms at twenty pence each! It was early! I also love watching hens run……….these are Sussex Lights…….A home counties bird so used to the best.

Back to Bridlington…………………………….

The Harbour………….no boats rigged for trawling……..Crabs and Lobster are what they are after. Not after anything today and very wise of them. There is an old Cornish saying……..’ Those that are unafraid of the sea are often drowned but those that fear it are only drowned now and again.’

   The promenade.

   I was almost tempted…………..Almost!…………Sorry about the distracting cloud I ought to have waited for the shot or cloned the cloud a bit. Too busy waiting for traffic for the former and too busy colour popping for the latter. My apologies.

   The places one finds when looking for a map……..Pity I’m too fat to fit in a Noddy Car or Thomas The Tank Engine.

  This lass was really funny………….hails from somewhere near the hens. I called stay there……..she took one look and turned away. Where are the Geordie lasses or Yorkshire girls when one wants one? I'd have been taking their pictures now…….perched on litter bins, sitting in wheelie bins pushing one another around  and generally having fun on a beautiful if breezy day.

Tomorrow we are going to Flamborough. It is giving another sunny day. We will see.

Hope you are all safe and sound.