posting in completely the wrong order, we started our day at the beach at Formby Point. I haven’t been down there since last year, and as an eco-flim-flam was really pleased to see this:

That would be wind power with the Welsh Hills in the background. Maybe I should have been an engineer, but I think wind turbines are genuinely a thing of beauty. But then, I also gaze at tankers and jumbo  jets (thank goodness we moved away from Heathrow, I’d never have achieved anything with my life. As it was, it was touch & go until Concorde was grounded…)

I’ll have to finish later, Diggy dig is trying to climb up my nose and I can only batt him out of the way so many times before something will break.