While away, we found such gems which made us smile.
Like this old wooden filling station
now converted into a workshop
yet still proudly bearing it's original title.
"What?!?" I hear you say!Well, I had to look it up too - it is all done to raise funds for charity where for a small entrance fee you get to wade out into estuary mud feeling for the flat fish (flounder) with your toes and the largest fish caught wins a prize!
As you can see- they celebrate their festivals in style proudly.
We wandered down to the harbour
and it has gently decayed into a silted inlet.
I wonder if it will ever go to sea again?
Eldest sat at the end of the grassy pier,
thinking thoughts and enjoying the sunshine.
I loved the old pier posts surrounded by grasses
and what thought might have been Michaelmas daisies.
The dock side buildings were gently quirky,
a beautifully eclectic mix of off-beat and colourful.
The sun was quite hot and the village rather sleepy and rather delightful,
I suspect we'll return and spend more time exploring :)