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Day 22: Fishbourne to Emsworth – Marsh & Murder
A farmer makes a channel to drain a pool of rainwater in the track with the heel of his boot. “You’ve chosen a good day for walking” he says, the rain streaking down his face. “You know where you’re going, got a map?”. Unsure wether […]

Day 21: Selsey Bill to Fishbourne – Horizon & Harbour
Are you the photographer that photographs life boat stations? asks a dog walker. You see my daughter is a photographer and she wrote to the man photographing all the Life Boat stations as this one is about to get pulled down. I had to disappoint […]

Day 20: Littlehampton to Selsey Bill – Storming & Norming
Rain falls so insistently the geese stand with their bills tucked under their wings. Moments later I’m startled by a lighting flash and immediate thunder clap that sounds overhead – the rain dial is upped to monsoon. Milky landscape – despite the weather feel happy to […]

Day 19: Brighton to Littlehampton – Pier & Cheer
Brighton on a Sunday morning: its homeless, swearing and dirty cohabit the park benches with sleeping revellers. The brightly painted shops padlocked and shuttered, seagulls screeching. The people I pass who are not horizontal all carry an object telegraphing their originality: a guitar, a zigzag poncho, a […]

Day 18: Newhaven to Brighton – Chalk & Concrete
A yellow ferry chimney glides past yacht masts and a tupperware sky. A dog walker is emphatic that my chosen path to the cliffs is really boring and told me an alternative route – she was right. A portentous sign by a tarmac road informs […]

Day 17: Eastbourne to Newhaven – Suicide & Beauty
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 […]

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. […]