Yesterday our sister in law came and we had fish and chips in the garden, and then went to Babbacombe to go along the sea front. It was a perfect spring day with warm sun and a perfectly blue sky which reflected an equally perfectly blue sea.
Here are the pictures I took.
In the first one you can see where the cliff collapsed the winter before last, during those terrible storms we had. A house fell down the cliff.
The sea front path.
The top of the cliff railway.
Going down the cliff railway. You can see the other car coming up.
At the bottom of the cliff.
The little seaside shop. I love these shops by the seaside, full of flip flops and postcards and beach balls and silly ephemeral stuff – all rather tawdry and cheap, but redolent of hot summer days on the beach, and happy lighthearted holidays, and the sound of children’s laughter as they splash about in the sea, and salt and sand and seagulls.
The yacht club. People coming out of their winter hibernation to start doing what they enjoy best – simply “messing about in boats.”
The collapsed cliff. That end of the beach is closed because it is no longer safe.
Paddling in the sea. They should have knotted handkerchiefs on their heads!
The bottom end of the cliff railway. The ramp on the left is for pedestrians to enter the station building – it looks a bit as if the train is going up hill! You can see the track for the train behind the ramp.
Going up the cliff railway.
It always amazes me that plants can grow so profusely out of a completely dry wall.
My hubby being theatrical outside the little theatre!
Gardens by the theatre. There are flowers growing all along the sea front.
We are so privileged to live within striking distance of the sea, and such beautiful views.