Day: Mar 7, 2026

#1356 theoldmortuary ponders.

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Cold Sunset

The North wind was still blowing last night but the sunset was promised to be spectacular due to fine-particulate Saharan sand being caught up in the atmosphere. We walked to catch the last of the day’s feeble rays setting over the  Tinside Lido.

The sunset was good but not as fabulous as predicted, so some artistic licence was required to show the  last rays of sunshine setting over a very grubby lido. The natural Saharan embellishments, embellished by using some arty AI digital tweakments.

The pool itself is embellished every year by council workers using human endeavour and many pressure washers to chase off the ravages of winter. I cant think of a more satisfying job than turning this pool into the gorgeous sapphire bobbing pool of dreams.

Over this winter the pool and its Art Deco building have had some tefurbishment. I can’t wait to see it.

But just to prove that digital tweakments are not the only artistic/ abstract things I can do with a simple smartphone camera. Here is one of my favourite images from this location.

The pool on a very bright day. Photographed through a 1930’s Glass Brick in a dark changing room.

#1355 theoldmortuary ponders.

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Cold in more ways than one.

And after sunshine the cold must come. 7 degrees yesterday and a pale and watery sun. The North wind was blowing. 3 intrepid bobbers went into the sea and 4 intrepid bobbers kept their clothes on to keep watch for Sea Monsters and Merpeople intent on kidnap. The sea was flat and calm. Nothing happened.

Bobbing and bobbers are one of the positive left overs from the Pandemic era. Formed to give a tiny group, now much bigger,of friends enjoying outdoor swimming exercise during the Covid Lockdowns. We started off 2 metres apart and strung out along  the promenade. Now we huddle together. Sometimes 15 of us share a tiny 4 metre shelter as a changing space. Other times when the weather is kind spilling onto the Prom to let salt flecked skin dry in heat of the sun.

As the Covid era slips from recent memory into history. The last lockdown was 4 years ago. Bobbing and the friendship group developed shows no sign of being forgotten.

Yesterday we sold the car that was chosen in 2021 specifically because it had heated seats. We used to live 20 minutes away from the Bobbing beach. A hot bottom was essential on days when the temperature was below freezing. Bobbing caused us to move 10 minutes walk away from the Bobbing beach. A hot bottom had become a daily driving pleasure but not essential. As we drove to do the part -exchange the seats were turned on to full.  We have entered the cold bottom era.