Gorse Fox had to drop his VW Golf at the garage this morning. There is an ongoing, niggling problem where it seems to surge and fall-back repeatedly when ticking-over at 30mph. (GF doesn't often have to do 30mph, so it is not a major issue). Whilst at the garage he checked the Authorised Accessories List ... no Plasma Cannon available for this model.
That's by the by.
Gorse Fox decided to walk home along the beach. It is a stunning morning. Blue skies, slight breeze, and the tide was low. Looking eastwards towards Worthing and Brighton, the sun turned the beach to quicksilver.
Despite the perfect conditions, there were but a few fellow souls making the most of this. A few dog walkers, clutching their plastic bags; a jogger or two... but that was about it.
The Ferring-Goring gap looks deserted as the Gorse Fox walks along the median that separtaes the sea from the land.
Crossing towards Ferring, a few padlocked stands show where fishermen can keep their equipment.
A rainbow of colours and textures are layered to the horizon.
Down against the breakwater, a large fishing net has become entangled, and is draped in a huge swag against the protective wood.
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