I could not believe my luck, I had to drop Ruth at Seaford so she could help at work, leaving me to go to the beach on a very windy day to find it was high tide. The sea was incredibly powerful and I had to be careful to keep the lens pointing away from the wind so as to avoid spray messing it up. The serated breakwater looked like a computer memory chip with the water flowing over it...
Sunday 30 August 2009
My dad
Monday 24 August 2009
Wood saw from the Great War
Saturday 15 August 2009
Sunday 9 August 2009
Wednesday 5 August 2009
Sunday 2 August 2009
Our old house demolished by a bomb (1943)
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