The tattered remains of Hurricane Ophelia blew in to the southwest of England yesterday, starting with the most ominous and eerie light in the morning. I have never felt so oppressed being on the beach before – the darkness was like dawn even at 10am, and the sky…
Tag: beachcombing
The East Beach at Lyme Regis has been a real treasure trove of rusty goodness over the past couple of years. A municipal tip, sited atop the cliffs, was in use from Victorian times till the middle of the last century, but with the inevitable coastal erosion, it’s…
I’m always concerned about plastic rubbish on the beach. But that isn’t the only rubbish. A big rash of ugly and largely unnecessary signage is – to my eyes – just as obtrusive and out of place. These horrible railings and signs were put on the end of…
A chance coincidence of beach litter and calcite-veined limestone, part of the Blue Lias sequence west of Lyme Regis. I used to have lots of time to scour the beach for interesting stuff on summer evenings, but that luxury seems to have evaporated over the years. A visual…