Big arms
That’s what you’d need to hold the Furgo Jack Up Barge, Excalibur aloft. Currently waiting for Arthur in Newhaven, East Sussex.
‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all
Oh do be quiet Emily Dickinson we are trying to watch the massive cygnets.
What did De La Warr boy?
…A brand new jersey, according to Perry Como, but that is a very different story, in a galaxy far far away from Bexhill on Sea.
Swap your phone
…for a book on the beach…
Swap your phone
…for coffee and a crossword.
Brighton beach life
Coats. Boots. Balaclava. Brrr!
Knowing when to let go
Three weeks older, white tipped wings stronger every day, the Queens Park cygnets may soon be on their way.
Sometimes it’s tricky to know when to stop working on a painting. In this one, less may have been more.
Second time around, maybe it was about right.
