History gone forever.

It's amazing the sort of things I have to do and the places I have to go all in the name of work.

0530 walking the dogs along Offa's Dyke in the dark.

1830 walking me along the beach at Brighton in the sun.

Never been here before and was saddened to see the remains of part of our history left to rot on the seashore.

Pleasantly warm in the sun. Warm enough for an ice-cream and a paddle!