It's one of those grey, dull days by the seaside which makes the inhabitants grumpy and directionless, judging by the amount of times I was barged into on the way back from the Post Office. Even the seagulls seem bored and have nothing better to do than stand atop a streetlight, staring down Hove Street first in one direction,
and then in the other.
They're probably wondering why the light is on at 2pm, or maybe it gives off heat and they're actually warming their feet... Oh dear, it'll be speech bubbles next!
I'm not bored today, just ploughing through a load of socks that need afterthought heels and grafted toes,
and admiring the rest of my shelves now they're filled.
I haven't blogged for ages, so I'll leave you with a couple of photos taken on Good Friday; Flossie in the sunshine,
and the obligatory sea shot, this time with ship.