It was a cold start to the day. I have to confess that I didn’t really want to get up. As usual though I’m glad I did. There was a northerly breeze with a real bite to it. Luckily my headphones cover my ears, so they don’t suffer.
The high street was even more quiet than usual, no window cleaner, no Holland & Barrrett replenishment lorry, and I haven’t seen Pepy for several days.
Arriving at teh wasterfront just in time to see the Mon St Michel come in through the harbour entrance, but because I couldn’t get to the very end of the Haslar Wave Guard as it is currently blocked off, due to maintenance being done underneath I missed the departure of the Dredger Barge, the Split Two. The Split Two uis an usual ship. It is incredibly noisy. I think it is a diesel engine. When the Mon St Michel comes in I can barely hear it. This morning, the Split Two completely drowned it.
I used to see a few people walking their dogs and say good Morning to them, Mike, I think has a bulldog and a lady with a spaniel called Billy (I don’t know her name). Billy carries a tennis ball which he drops at my feet and waits for me to kick it, he absolutely loves it. There’s a chap who drives a van, He stopped one morning to ask me what I was doing. We now give each other a wave although he’s not about every morning.
A normal mornings walk, if slightly chilly – but not frozen. This evening I went to put the car on charge. Looking at the sky, I had the impression it might snow. We shall have to wait and see.