Showing posts with label Herne Bay. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Herne Bay. Show all posts

Friday, October 14, 2011

14 October 2011


I want to cross you off my list - There's nothing worse than a leaky groyne. This one is at Herne Bay in Kent.

Friday, September 30, 2011

30 September 2011



Had it been another day, I might have looked the other way - Face on a keystone in Herne Bay, Kent.

Monday, July 25, 2011

25 July 2011



Put your man in the can, honey - I think there is a secret law that says all English people must have at least one collection of their own. Over the years I have seen and photographed many strange collections, but this one has to be one of the most bizarre.

Monday, June 6, 2011

6 June 2011


Hear how they cry - It's amazing what a seagull will do just to get a chip.

Saturday, April 30, 2011

30 April 2011


He was a bad motorcycle, boom-boom-boom - When I was fourteen and fifteen I used to dream of owning a Fantic Motor Chopper when I was sixteen. They made a 50cc version (above) and a 125cc. I used to cycle to Cliftonville to look at them and pick up sales literature from the dealership which I think was called Bocorum. They also sold Harley Davidsons, the small Italian made AMF Harleys and BMWs. Sadly (or maybe not) I never did own one, when I was sixteen I ended up with a Honda, and I still ride one today.


I came across this one today at the Herne Bay Car And Bike show. You can easily tell that it's the 50cc version by the pedals which all mopeds used to have. Note the nice Fizzy beside it.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

22 March 2011


End of the pier, end of the bay - The end of Herne Bay pier sits 3,787 feet from the shore having been separated from the other end in 1978 during a storm. The centre section was demolished in 1980, but the head proved too tough and remains, reminding us of days gone by. Since then there has been a lot of talk about rebuilding or building a new pier, but sadly nothing has ever materialised.

Monday, March 21, 2011

20 March 2011


I am a lazy son, I never get things done - not only was there a very high tide at Herne Bay this morning, but it was deadly still, almost eerie.