On a whim, sunshine-related, we drove to the seaside today. Burnham-on-Sea was bathed in a chilly wind off the eponymous water which ruined the 'beach experience'. Our subsequent walk encompassed Morrison's, Lidl and a renovating pub which finally drove us out with over-amplified Jamaican ska.
On the way back we did the
Burcott Mill tour: one thousand years of milling.
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Clare, the concrete, the picnic, the cold wind, ... |
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The desultory donkey trade |
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Somewhere the sea ... |