The tide was far enough out today that we actually had something approximating sand! -

Touching.

Cold and icy up at Lancing College this morning.

On a doorway in the Brighton Lanes.

Harsh, but fair.

Somewhere in all that is my eldest, preparing to sing her heart out.

I first came here 23 years ago, and saw Peter Gabriel’s OVO as part of the millennium dome exhibition.

My first time back at the Dome in maybe 15 years. Last time I was here, it was to see Pink as a birthday treat for my wife.

A moody, frosty bridge on my way to London this morning,

Lovely, frosty morning on the beach this morning.

That’s it. Revue is gone, killed off by the new “management” of Twitter.

Once a great service, it never really kept up with the accelerating pace of newsletter evolution.

RIP Revue. 🫡

Frost on the roof, sun on the river.

Quite the sunset this evening.

Well, it may be sub-zero in the garden this morning, but spring is still a’coming…

Home, from the bridge.

Nice to get the Apple Fitness “Ring in the New Year” challenge in the bag.

Every Sunday, I tell myself the early starts are worth it.

And sometimes it’s really true.

Complex clapping game in progress. 🤷🏼

My weekend reading has arrived. 📚

It turns out that glass-sided bridges require more maintenance than you’d think.

Nice to see more EV charging infrastructure going in just around the corner.

There’s a guy down the river collecting old boats. He seems to be working on them. It annoys some locals, but I rather like it. It’s a great reminder of the Tonks maritime past.

The sea is bringing in some big bits of jetsam right now.

Walkers and shingle shifters on the beach this afternoon.

Up on the Downs this morning.

Nice wooden boat coming ashore on the slipway.

Back into the “7.30am swimming lesson for my eldest” routine for Sundays.

As ever, a flask of great coffee and a good book makes it tolerable - and even enjoyable.