Thursdays election can't come soon enough. After five weeks with politics dominating the air waves people are ready to vote. We've seen a few posters in town but yesterday we spot the first party political sign out here in the countryside. I'd reckon a dozen people, twenty tops, will pass it during the day.
A record of those unimportant little things that are too important to be forgotten.
Tuesday, July 2, 2024
A loved old lady.
Monday, July 1, 2024
Recovering Gannets.
Beautiful weather for our walk along the coast . For part of the way we are joined by the two younger Jack Russells who accompany us as far as the golf course clubhouse. Here they leave us and head off towards the smell of bacon that is wafting from the kitchens. 'Puppy' and her sister have discovered that golfers seem to start their day with a full English breakfast. The Jack Russells aren't allowed in the kitchen but are greeted by name. I guess this means they're frequent visitors.
Behind us the sun is climbing. We can just make out the silhouette of the last wee house before Denmark. It still seems odd to be so close to a town and yet be so remote. The good news is that the Gannetts seem to have recovered from Avian flu. There must be five hundred of them sitting squawking on the rocks by the shore.
This cheery ( and instantly forgettable ) number on the radio this morning :https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LybSS4amIS0
These seem to be a fashion staple :https://www.vox.com/even-better/356671/are-headphones-destroying-our-hearing