Apparently students these days buy their clothes by the kilo…

A vintage clothes by the kilo sign near Northampton Square, London

It may be bitterly cold here in Sussex, but the beach knows it’s spring. The first of the plants that dominate the beach during the summer months are pushing their way through the shingle.

Just looking forwards to the temperatures catching up…

A plant thrusts its way through the shingle on Shoreham Beach.

Online lecture mode.


Iris loves her piano lessons, but I suspect she enjoys playing with Snufkin more…


Half an hour by the sea

Chose a different spot down by the harbour arm today. I’m tucked into a wee hollow, with the structure of the arm itself sheltering me from what is a bitterly cold wind.

I’m still wearing a fleece and a gillet, though. It is bitter this afternoon. We even had a flurry of snow earlier, but I’d be amazed if we see any settle this far south.


I love this time on a Wednesday.


I suspect that this is the first time I’ve worn this gilet since the autumn, given that I just found this in the pocket…

A conker being held in a man's hand.

An unusual beach find today.

A slice of grapefruit on a shingle beach.

Watcher on the bridge.

A carving of a mythological creature on Holborn viaduct, London.

Perfect commuting reading…