Pink Seas


Yesterday I finished reading ‘An Orderly Man’, the third volume of Dirk Bogarde’s autobiography. Incidentally, Elizabeth informs me that these first editions fetch up to Β£150 each on various internet sites.

This volume deals with the author’s work with various international directors and his blossoming as a writer.

Elizabeth and Jacqueline left after lunch to collect Mum from hospital and settle her in at home. Jacqueline is to stay overnight with her.

Meanwhile, Jackie and I went for a drive.


We stopped at Sandy Down to admire the splendid autumn reds and golds.

The silhouetted confetti descending from the skies was revealed to be rapidly falling leaves.

Β St Andrew’s Church at Tiptoe, still ensures that we will not forget those who died fighting for our future in the First World War.

Some time ago, Jackie had stumbled upon Tutton’s Well at Sanpit whilst surfing the net for something else. She drove me there as a surprise. The tablet photograph tells the story of this historic phenomenon. It seems too much of a coincidence that a nearby village is called Purewell, but I cannot trace a connection.

We then visited Mudeford Quay and Harbour where a perching gull secured an excellent viewpoint from which to observe boisterous waves buffeting bobbing buoys.

Other gulls flanked skeins of geese honking overhead

Moody skies permitted the sun an occasional appearance.

Shortly after sundown pink seas reflected rosy clouds above.

Elizabeth arrived home soon after we did. She brought positive news about Mum’s immediate comfortable return to her familiar surroundings.

This evening we dine on Jackie’s excellent beef pie with deliciously meaty gravy; new potatoes; crisp cauliflower, carrots and tender green beans. The Culinary Queen drank Hoegaarden while Elizabeth and I drank Chateau Pinenc Minervois 2017.



57 thoughts on “Pink Seas

  1. As usual, such beautiful photos, Derrick, that I can’t pick a favorite, but I did especially like the tree-lined road and the pink seas. Good news about your mother. Are you still looking for a place to move her to?

  2. Oh dear Derrick your photos have shrunk alarmingly! The story of Tutton’s Well is very interesting – and sad. I wonder why it got capped and why building over the probable source was allowed to take place. I would hazard a guess ‘Purewell’ may have had its own healthy water source, perhaps even emanating from the same deep underground spring. So glad to hear your mum is returned home and doing well.

  3. OH! I’m so glad to hear about your Mum being home! πŸ™‚ I continue to pray for her.
    I always love your sky photos, Derrick! And today I enjoyed the ones of the leaves fallin’ and the birds flyin’!
    Our leaves are all fallin’ off the trees and rollin’ down the road to new adventures. πŸ™‚
    HUGS to you and HUGS the gals!!! πŸ™‚

  4. Such a great country with fascinating history at every turn. I found a corroded horseshoe in the garden two summers ago. That’s the kind of antiquity we have in Canada. Great news about your mum. She must be relieved to be at home again.

  5. Wonderful alliteration! I’m so pleased your Mum is back in her own home again. How sad that the well was capped and the dipping place probably built over. People can’t be allowed to help themselves to water, can they?
    I love the pink sea!

  6. Yes, good luck with your mother. At home services are problematic in Maine, too. Unless, of course, you have money. While it might not buy happiness, money sure can buy comfort and services. Glorious sky photos!

  7. What a beautiful drive you had, Derrick. Your photos are gorgeous, especially the pink seas topped with rosy clouds. Your dinner sounds really delicious as always. Hugs to your mom. Hope she continues to improve. πŸ™‚

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