Clocks And Whelks

This afternoon Jackie drove us to Lymington, where our two clocks were now ready. We parked in Gosport Street and walked down Quay Hill to Dials. The iron barriers on the kerbside ensure that careless photographers cannot step back into the road for wider close-ups. Loose Ends, in the left foreground of this photograph, standsContinue reading “Clocks And Whelks”

The Catch

Giles had left his cap at our house on his last visit. This morning we drove round to return it. As he appeared to be out, after knocking, I pushed the headgear through the letter box and prepared to leave. A giant snail on the window sill caught my attention and I paused to photographContinue reading “The Catch”