Before living up here in Tyne & Wear was even a blip on my radar, I brought Ben up for a cheapo holiday. We stayed in a lovely little B&B in Seaburn, and played on the mostly deserted beaches.
Marsden Rocks
Tynemouth
Sandcastle!!
small person in a big world
Jumping the waves
When I was an operating theatre sister down south, one of my best friends was an anaesthetic assistant, Peter, that’s him in the red jersey, and his best friend from school days in his native Norfolk, was a guy called Mel, a deep sea fisherman. Mel would often come down and stay with Pete for long periods when he couldn’t get work, and we all became good friends. One weekend Pete took Mel and I up to see his parents in Norfolk, I remember his Dad had Parkinson’s, which was sad. One afternoon Pete decided we’d walk down the Suffolk coast which wasn’t that far away, from Walberswick to Dunwich to visit a fine pub there called The Ship. It’s a 14 mile round trip along the beach, with the Dunwich river running parallel just across some marshy land. It was a long old walk, windy and none too warm, but we had a laugh the whole way there and back, had a fab meal at The Ship, and I took photos. I loved finding these photo’s, hadn’t looked at them for years. I love how happy and smiley we are in this moment in time. I lost touch with both guys over the years, plus ca change and all that. Think I had a pentax SLR, but can’t remember the model. Kodak film but can’t remember the type. My memory has holes in it nowadays. 🙂
Mel and Pete at the beginning of our walk.
Me & Mel
Pete reflecting
Mel Rolling
Fight club
Victory
At the pub
And on the way back
Sunset over the Dunwich marsh land
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