It was windy at the beach this Christmas

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It was misty too with sea spray, but not really, really cold. Ending 2015 with unseasonal warmth.

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The weather may have been grey, but there was plenty of new colour!

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And, finally, end of the year brings parties and celebrations and – a very Happy New Year to all.

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Author: agnesashe

Artisan, blogger and passionate East Anglian working from home.

17 thoughts on “It was windy at the beach this Christmas”

      1. Thinking that over, I am breaking my own rules by downplaying myself! I have just written a reminder note to update my LinkedIn profile with this new talent – you never, never know!

      2. Might be in the bloodline? British grandfather (never knew him). When I worked in the Lake District I us to think I could happily spend my final days there. Turns out he was born in Grange-over-Sands, and his parents Cartmel. Must have been feeling the echoes of his sense of place πŸ˜€ LinkedIn, here I come.

      3. Ah yes – there’s so much in the genes, and, of course, I’m guessing your outgoing, comfortable TV persona is due more to your Italian roots than the English bloodline??? πŸ˜ƒ

  1. After such strange weather this year it’s hard not to be a little concerned about what 2016 might bring. Wishing us all the best though…lovely photos of your(?) young people😊

    1. And a Happy New Year to you too.
      Yes, the weather – my goodness, you’d think humans would be less surprised by it. I guess in our technologically saturated world we think we can outwit nature. Oh dear, how wrong we consistently are.
      Young people – my daughter and her boyfriend visiting over holidays from London. It’s a great beach especially in the winter with seals popping their heads out of the surf every few minutes. Too quickly for me to get a shot though.

    1. Thank you and all the best to you. Over here in East Anglia I’ve never, ever, known the ground so soggy. Mud everywhere reminds me of when I lived in the West Country only the colour is different to the reddy clay of the Devon.

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