Last November, Alice had two weeks holiday after leaving her old job and before starting her new one and came to see us for five days. We loved having her with us for so long. She spent those few days sorting out some of her belongings as well as visiting an old friend and cycling to Rumburgh to look round the village where we used to live. We took her out for a meal one evening and on the one bright and dry day of the week we had lunch in Southwold and walked along the front.
Seagulls perched on the top of the breakwater.
The tide was in and the wind was very strong and cold.
A recent storm had caused this set of steps to be covered in sand and stones.
Even as the tide receded, the waves were still very large and powerful.
Southwold Pier
There was spume all over the beach.
Another view of the pier.
Richard, Alice and Elinor sitting on the steps by the café.
We didn’t sit for too long as it really was extremely cold in the wind. We turned and made our way back to the car and instead of walking back along the front we crossed the road and walked through the town.
A last view of the sea.
I will end this post by including a rather blurry photograph of a bird seen from our spare room window.
A pure white pheasant.
I last saw this bird just after Christmas. Friends of ours had two white pheasants visiting their garden. I am surprised the birds lasted as long as they did as they don’t exactly blend in with their surroundings, do they?
A Suffolk Lane 