Late on this crystal crisp clear blue sky morning Ian drove Scooby and me to Marine Drive, East, Barton on Sea, whence we walked along the clifftop.
The Isle of Wight was again sporting a pastel palette,
as we joined other dog walkers, many of whom are now familiar to Ian and Scooby,
whose stance and cocked ears at one fresh encounter betrayed the slight concern that possibly brought about his first bowel-emptying session.
He exhibited no such nervousness in dashing along the steadily eroding edge.
A few other pedestrians strode down below.
There, waterborne sunlight dazzled,
as did the windows of the Beachcomber Cafe where we stopped for coffee.
This afternoon we paid another visit to The Beach House in order to introduce Ian to its exquisite ambience. Clicking on these images will reveal some of the stained glass that adorns this oak panelled building.
More of this can be seen in the Sun Room where we took our tea, coffee, and cakes, at no further cost than Costa’s.
The sunset could be enjoyed from the lounge,
the dining room,
the back room,
and the Sun Room,
where we enjoyed our refreshments whilst, through a protective glass screen we observed
The Isle of White,
and silhouetted pigeons (this photograph is Becky’s).
The foyer, photographed from the first floor gallery, shows the aforementioned oak panelling that also lines all the corridors to the bedrooms.
Although the personnel were different, the service was as efficient and friendly as we had found yesterday.
For our dinner this evening, Jackie produced a superb beef casserole; cauliflower and broccoli cheese; perfect boiled new potatoes; and crisp carrots and green beans. I finished the El Sotillo, Ian drank Peroni, and Becky drank zinfandel rose.