This was Sunday morning in Brighton. The colours don't do the scene justice because it was a gorgeous day and the camera filtered out the overload of sunlight, and this is despite the storms that swept over the country as late as the night before, but the first the first chance and the boats are out. I like living by the sea. I don't look at it every day, though I am aware of it, but I miss seeing it if I leave it too long. So every now and then I mosie down the hill just the breathe it in, just to take a view and imagine the potential. If I were to sail south from this picture I would end up in France, and it has been a long time since I went there, too long and maybe I will think about going soon. When I was writing my PhD we used to go all the time. Just for the day and I will post about such trips later. This song as about Salters Road, Fala Dam and Prestonpans on the Firth of Forth, which is not far from where I grew up, just a cycle down the road, and my sisters live there still, not far from my Dad, and I have been thinking about that coastline, and them…
