Early morning the bandstand is silent with turquoise dome and silver spire. Benches surrounded by half eaten fish and chip wrappers from Eastbourne’s Saturday night out. I share the elegant promenade with rollerbladers in neon pink bikini’s, tanned retirees in pastel cottons and middle aged men […]
Month: August 2015
Day 16: Hastings to Eastbourne – Fishing & Repose
In Hastings the shore screeches with activity as sturdy fishing boats, each surrounded by a cloud of gulls, are pulled up the inclining shingle, a steel cable winching very slowly on greased timbers that are removed from the stern and replaced at the bow by […]
Day 15: Rye to Hastings – Pill Box & Net Shop
Overheard on the train from London, “Mum, stay off the vodkas this time – remember when we went to Birmingham and booked that nice Italian restaurant and you were too pissed to go. Let’s just get a kebab and go home Nana” The whole family laughed. […]