Apart from admiring the beauties of Sarah’s finely turned sods when I visited her last week, we also took a walk (with Harold obviously) along Whitstable Beach. It looked so very English and wintry I feel I needed to share…
And if you look on the right in the next image you will see what appear to be two birds but are in fact two wind surfers making full use of the vigorous south easterly to fly up the estuary at what must have been a good 25 mph.
Further along were lines of extremely well maintained beach huts –
including this rather splendidly personalised one –
And finally, looking the other way up the estuary.
