Flamborough & Thereabouts....

I knew nothing, literally nothing about Flamborough until the last few years, all my childhood holidays had been to Walton-on-the-Naze, or on a random canal somewhere, or maybe Whitby/Sandsend/Runswick Bay etc, but apart from a random school-time trip to Scarborough when I was about 16, the majority of Yorkshire's coast passed me by.

There were several fantastic Dormobile trips around France/Switzerland in my teens, which I have remarkably few pictures of, but maybe I'll find the family ones at some point..... Still, these are from this Easter, and a lovely time was had.

 "Bempton Cliffs" a world class site, apparently. Sadly physics says that if you're standing on top of a load of cliffs, you probably can't see what's happening on the actual cliff face(s). (Unless, you're a bird or have x-ray vision.)

 How the chuff did that one get in here...?

 I think it was Morrisey who (might have) penned the song about the seaside town that they forgot to close down....did he mean Brid??

 I can hear Poggy and his "Three Crows" recitation, though clearly this wasn't the moment it still tickled me...

There's a little house a long long way away.......

Kings Of Leon

Just turn it up and, no that's it. Just turn it up.

Summer in the Valley

Another year older...... the first visit to "the Stream" of that year..... A horrible chest infection.

More long walks than you can shake a stick at.

 A little piece of heaven.....

 Looking good for a great-grandfather.....

Still, life could be worse.