Extra post: I do like to be beside the seaside

Ah, we’re here.

The clouds are in over the English channel, and though I can’t see the French coast for dark and cloud, I can watch the traffic as the lights of the tankers and ferries glitter their way across our huge picture window. And there, in the midst of the darkness of my sea view, glimmer the white cliffs.

We have said hello to the beach, and wolfed a bag of chips each, hot and vinegary from the local chippie.

We’ve made footprints on the beach, and watched the boats bobbing in the harbour.

The dog has chased seagulls and attempted to jump into the harbour. It’s traditional.

In celebration of this once-a-year visit to one of our favourite places: some pictures.

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48 thoughts on “Extra post: I do like to be beside the seaside

  1. I want to be there too! You had me at the rainbow 🙂 Wishing you and your family love, laughter and wonderful memories to be made!

      1. Oh Kate, you don’t realize how much your reply echos what God was already speaking to me. I’ve used “my rainbow” in my blog today and referenced your post. Thank you friend!

  2. Proper holiday pics. Reminds me of holidays with the kids. I remember that Dartmouth, in August, appeared to have a tap turned on above it for the whole month, Small things like that never spoiled our holiday:)

  3. Enjoy it fully! When Much Better Half first saw the white cliffs flying over Dover (I could say that over and over) she wept buckets. It was because, she said, they signalled that a dream had finally come true.
    On a later visit we spent a week at Folkestone, rampaging around all the wonderful sights within easy reach.

    1. There is so much to see, isn’t there, Col? We’ve just done our first assault on Dover Castle for a Roman day…and I have never yet made it to see the South Foreland lighthouse…

  4. I love the picture of the face-off. I don’t know that corner of the world very well, it’s always seemed to be mud beaches, motorways, ports and not much else. I guess I just needed to look a little harder. 🙂

    1. The area has a very well-used feel, IE, not like the West Country (if you discount Newquay). Those hop pickers who used to charabanc out of London to the Kent fields- their descendants are still here. It’s a commonsensical attitude to coastal life without the picture postcard prettiness of most of our sealine. But we love its straightforward honesty. There’s no side to it.

  5. Great photos, Kate! You’re bringing back memories of Felixstowe, the Folkstone of my childhood. I can almost taste the chips. Love your posts at letterfrombritain.com, too.-Jillian

    1. Jillian, Thank you so much for coming over to join us here! Ah, Felixtow- the returning point for Michael Palin when he came back from going round the world in 80 days. I have never been there but now I feel I must: if only to celebrate with a nice plate of fish and chips.

      1. Kate, the old pier has been closed for a few years, so I hope you can go before construction on a new one begins. Will you be there for the sunrise like Michael Palin?-Jillian

  6. Wonderful! We share a once a year beach/ocean vacation passion, Kate. I like that. I know that feeing of excitement upon arrival and the photos tell the story! Beautiful rainbow to top it all off! 🙂 Debra

      1. Phew, easier for you then. What would you do if a flock of seagulls (the real thing,not the band) mobbed you and making seagull pie isn’t an option 🙂

  7. You certainly captured the flavor of the seashore. Not than I’m any expert. I’ve never lived on or even close to a beach or shore, and that much water rolling away to the horizon is amazing to me.

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