I may have had to say goodbye to my lovely old phone, but there has been a good outcome.
Using the messaging service on my social group's website to ask particular friends to let me have their phone numbers again drew my attention to a new group-wide challenge.
Walk1000miles may well be a national, and more likely, global challenge. I could subscribe to receive maps and charts and all that stuff for twice the cost of my new pre-loved phone, but is there really any need to invest in a glossy magazine showing other walkers elsewhere when I cannot actually join them?
My local social group is variously abled and the vast majority of members will not be able to hit the target daily average of 2.74 miles. When we aren't socially restricted, the fitter members of the group will happily enjoy a hike of several miles while the less fit might choose to meet up at a beach or a cafe instead. Adding the 2021 walking challenge to our group's events will help to narrow the gap between the fit and the sociable.
Here are some illustrative comments from the first few hours;
“I can't walk that far because of osteoarthritis but even you just want to walk round the block and have a chat, if you can manage that, I can do that.”
“I did my first small walk around the block today so pleased with myself. It was so cold though, will add a hat tomorrow and 2 pairs of gloves”
“I went to dockside in the wheelchair and managed to walk for about 7 minutes. It was very cold but was very pleased with myself “
And
“I walked from my house along the Esplanade up to borstal and back home and on the way they had pulled a dead body out the river at the boat club on The Esplanade”

My own walk occupied two and a quarter hours and covered a bit over 5½ miles. I passed one refurbished UXB, 12 cannon and one anchor. The anchor proclaimed that it commemorates “The Royal Naval Presence In This Area
And
The Royal Dockyard
1547 – 1984”

So what the fuck all the other military litter is doing spread willy-nilly across civilian territory is quite beyond my comprehension.

This time I walked to the very end of the path and turned left. Had I turned right I would have passed the "The Mariners", but my exhaustive exploration of the west coast of St Mary's Island turned up only this (above).
I have to presume that it can be classified as “Public Art” because the owners have tastefully chosen to point it away from their home.

Oh, and there was no shortage of geezers burning up and down the estuary on these (extra), which I guess might be kind to ducks? Or something?