Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Clacton-on-Sea to Colne Point - July 2013


Music Hall Song: I Do Like To Be Beside The Seaside 

Oh! I do like to be beside the seaside
I do like to be beside the sea!
I do like to stroll along the Prom, Prom, Prom!
Where the brass bands play:
"Tiddely-om-pom-pom!"
So just let me be beside the seaside
I'll be beside myself with glee
And there's lots of girls beside,
I should like to be beside
Beside the seaside!
Beside the sea!

[Written by John A. Glover-Kind in 1907 and recorded by Mark Sheriden in 1909]



Summer holiday

Counterfeit medium

Holiday camps where once camped Clactonian Man

They loved it

Martello tower

Immobile homes

Be lucky

No fun!

Sailor Boy Public House

Essex saltmarsh

Wild beach

Wreck

Solitary nudist

Go no further

Asking price



Erith to Woolwich - November 2012


"Fog" by Charles Dickens

Fog everywhere. Fog up the river, where it flows among green aits and meadows; fog down the river, where it rolls defiled among the tiers of shipping and the waterside pollutions of a great (and dirty) city. Fog on the Essex marshes, fog on the Kentish heights. Fog creeping into the cabooses of collier-brigs; fog lying out on the yards, and hovering in the rigging of great ships; fog drooping on the gunwales of barges and small boats. Fog in the eyes and throats of ancient Greenwich pensioners, wheezing by the firesides of their wards; fog in the stem and bowl of the afternoon pipe of the wrathful skipper, down in his close cabin; fog cruelly pinching the toes and fingers of his shivering little ’prentice boy on deck. Chance people on the bridges peeping over the parapets into a nether sky of fog, with fog all round them, as if they were up in a balloon, and hanging in the misty clouds.

[Source: Bleak House (1852-1853)]


Erith waterscape

Derelict docks and urban regeneration

Jetty rots

Beware

None shall pass!

Industrial docklands

None shall pass # 2

None shall pass # 3

None shall pass # 4

Industrial Docklands # 2

The way ahead

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Outflow

Seven footballs

None shall pass # 5

Attack of the 50 foot robots!

A splash of colour

Absolutely none shall pass

Windmills in the fog

Where once mammoths drank ...

Territorial pissing

Modern hunter and modern mammoth

Seabirds at sewage outfall

Millennium Project Cycle Network
Today?


Long ago? (Note: mammoths had been extinct for 10,000 years before pottery in use here )


Waterworks


Peep hole

The ??? lighthouse


The past in the present


Beware the French


Keeping watch over the cannons

Good question


Territorial pissing  # 2


Beware Germany


The hulks


Enter Woolwich


None shall pass # 6


or what?


215 miles