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Post 1512. Friday April 21

Tales of everyday life in the coastal village of Amble Bay

Hi! The sun’s shining, the birds are singing and we are going to ramble along the coastal path for a mile or two. Binoculars, check. Trekking pole, check.  Full hip-flask, check.

We’ll start by wandering along the beach. If you look in the rock pools you might see a crab or two. Do you see those beautiful reflections in the water?  Whispy clouds, swooping gulls and...oh no, Naked Nora!

Nora, cover up, please. We have guests.

Now we climb the slope to the clifftop. Ready? Up we go.

Look, there's the French coast. Sometimes I'm sure I smell freshly baked baguettes and croissants. See down there? It’s Willy Whiting in his old fishing boat having a tug-a-war with a net of fish. He waved to me once, lost his footing and fell overboard!

Hi, Willy! Don’t wave!

Mind that fox hole. Last week I stuck my foot down one, twisted my ankle and lost my boot. Not just the rabbits hopping that afternoon.

Look at the sheep grazing in the valley. They are Arthur’s. There he is with Jess, his faithful sheepdog.

Woo-hoo! Arthur!

I’m picking some cowslips to take home. Aren’t they pretty? Look over there; pink orchids.

We’ll take the steps down to the undercliff path then stroll back to the Fish Inn. Polly cooks fish and chips on Friday. Nice.

Tomorrow I’ll be telling you about The village Shops 

To read a brief description of Amble Bay and see a scribbled map just click HERE

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