#913 theoldmortuary ponders.

If the Aurora Borealis eluded us this weekend , we were a little more lucky with Poisiden. A new piece of street art has recently been created just below Plymouth Hoe.  Coffee, a bacon bap and some basking in the sun were the perfect way to start the day with some friends, freshly returned, from Kent.

Poisiden © Roy Christie Lee Jackson

Although lost,somewhat, in the foreground of the top picture. We found two Poisidens overlooking the sea. A sea swimmer was just dressing as we arrived. Kilt wearing is not de rigueur  for sea swimming around the corner in Stonehouse, clearly, the thrust and fumble of post-swimming zones below the Hoe is a much more sartorial event than we are used to.

A no Lycra zone..

Even without the embellishment of Gods of the Sea, the waterfront was a fabulous place to spend an hour or so basking in sunshine and nattering.

We compared notes and experiences of sea swimming in Kent and Plymouth and decided that Plymouth was the easier  of the two.

Basking with Poisiden on a Sunday Morning, nothing better.

#62 theoldmortuary ponders

Good morning Miss Spearmint. We had a long walk this morning which ended up near to our swimming beach. Miss Spearmint had taken up residence to digest her fishy breakfast so there were very few swimmers and everyone was advised not to swim or interact with her. Recently a marine mammal charity has set up a swimmers/walkers whatsapp group for the whole of Plymouth Sound which pinpoints where she is swimming,or hauled out so that people can avoid interacting with her. On the whole it seems to be working.Unfotunately though Miss Spearmint does still crave the company of humans which is not good for her.

Before Miss Spearmint hijacked this blog I was going to natter on about retail counters. Not the sort that are so busy in the general run up to Christmas but one that no longer exists.

I found this sign this morning on the earlier part of my walk as I explored an undeveloped area of the Royal William Yard. This picture has everything that I love. Rust, peeling paint and mystery. A mystery that could be revealed if only we had the ledger that holds the codes for 15.SI.

Really close to this beautiful door is some very contemporary deliberate graffiti which brings a little colour to the blog which Miss Spearmint and a faded door have failed to do. I will end on a bright note!