from one kind of heraldry in royal tunbridge wells to ...

... another kind of heraldry in the wandsworth road

a life of luxury

looking across the flooded meadows of the river arun from stopham towards hardham

stopham bridge ... a lot of water has

leaves of frost form on an old sleeper as the flood recedes

a mossy roof by stopham bridge

trotton bridge

what a come back

the bbc radio five live sports presenter just announced that "blake" would be singing jerusalem before the start of this afternoon's rugby match at twickenham

shakespeare's seventy-third sonnet

That time of year thou may’st in me behold




When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang




Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,




Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.



















In me thou see'st the twilight of such day




As after sunset fadeth in the west;




Which by and by black night doth take away,




Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.

In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire,



That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,



As the death-bed, whereon it must expire,



Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by.

This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong,


To love that well, which thou must leave ere long.

who could resist ...

... a couple of ginger tarts from midhurst ?

there are a great many lumps of rusty iron littering the shingle beneath the pier at southsea

i'm mandy, fly me

... a few months later, in April, mardecortesbaja showed this nice picture by stevan dohanos ...

crushed by a tree at walberton in 1767

an late afternoon stroll on the south bank

i'd say there was a gratuitous lack of gear ... and where's the tackle ?

dive-thru macdonalds

on southsea beach ... look on ye mighty and despair

sunbeams