Tuesday, February 18, 2014
Wouldn't it be nice if this was the Eton Wick flood?
But the great white egret was on Hooker's Pit at Dungeness.
I'd just embarked on a session of hand-washing yesterday morning (since our new washing machine won't be with us for another week!) when Greger suggested a trip to Dungeness. He'd noticed there was another house for sale out on the shingle. It's affordable and would leave us lots of spare cash to go travelling with. On the other hand, it was pretty small and we would have to get rid of half of our possessions.
We didn't have much time for birdwatching. Skirting the power station we made our way up the bank to look at the sea but the wind was too strong for comfort, so we drove to the RSPB reserve and had a short walk. We bought a dressed crab and some prawns at M and M Richardson's near the Pilot Inn, which we ate when we got home. Delicious.
// posted by Christine @ 2:15 AM 
