Hands in gloves

I think my title of yesterday's blip was even more appropriate than I anticipated. Thank you so much to all those who popped by and had a look or left a comment. I really was very chuffed.

Headed down to the prom late afternoon because the sky was a stunning pink and reflecting beautifully in the sea, when I was accosted by three girls who wanted to see what I was photographing and started giving me tips on what I should take.

As they chatted they were mucking about with the considerable piles of snow on the beach wall and told me they were a wee bit sick of it all and wanted it to go.

Kids, eh? Never happy!

No blip of Santa's grotto today as the ice wave has left the roof and crashed into the neighbour's garden, covering up the bloodshed of the gutters nicely and helping me forget the roofer's bill in January.