Last night I took Custard for a walk along the beach.
This is the former end of the pier, with what used to be a cafe now sitting all alone, nearly a mile out to sea. The pier was badly damaged by a storm in the 1980s and the powers that be decided to demolish it rather than fix it. A bad move, I think.
Part of our offshore wind farm. The smaller things are further out and are called "The Forts". They were build during World War 2 and had anti-aircraft guns for shooting down German bombers as they flew up the River Thames to bomb London. Later some were taken over by pirate radio stations.
Our sunsets are supposed to be some of the best in the country - something to do with the sun shining through the pollution over London.
On a good day, like this one, you can see the town that is on the other side of the Thames Estuary. These buildings just seem to rise up out of the sea, sometimes you can see them sometimes not. Perhaps it is really Atlantis. If so, is Patrick Duffy there?