Day 2 of Storm Burt, but this time with no rain or clouds. Though the sky was a little hazy, so not strong sunlight.
We really should do something, so after breakfast of fruit and more coffee, we headed out to St Martin's Battery to look out over the Channel and see how high the waves were.
With France being so close, sometimes the French coastline protects us from the worse of the winds so waves are not as high as hoped. But this time they were pretty good, although at high tide, again a little disappointing.
There were two other photographers up there, snapping away. Though the old chap really struggles to keep his hat on in the winds and got into a proper tangle.
Down below, Dover Harbour Board have been filling in the inner harbours with sand, for some reason, and a mechanical digger has been making holes of compacted sand. Looks nice enough, though not sure if I'd want a house built on sand at lea level.
From there we went to Tesco for a few things, then to Jen's, where John went home on Monday, and Jools is coping well except shopping and hanging out the washing.
Jools hung out some towels, then had to get them in as the storm ripped them off the line. I made brews and we talked about life and stuff.
Snooker was due to start at one, so we left Jen to it, came home for lunch of bacon butties before the football started. Liverpool just beat Southampton 2-3, and Man Utd with new manager only managed a draw at Ipswich, 1-1.
By then it was half six, time for a supper of beer and party food, because tis the season.
But no travel this week to prepare for, so a lazy evening watching videos and to bed at half eight.
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