Skate-board Park.

Returned to Seafield to pick up the heap of junk formarly known as our car and revisited the grotty path I trod on Monday. This former piece of skateboard equipment will serve as an entry for this week’s DerelictSunday challenge (this one has strange rules) with the bonus of the derelict tent slowly sinking into the sand, still apparently occupied on the shoreline. Although I didn’t see the occupant this time, there is plenty of evidence that he is still in residence – trousers out to dry, and that sort of thing.
With luck, I shall never travel this path again.

p.s. there was a faint aroma of sewage today, maybe to do with the wind direction and speed.

I’ve just posted yesterday’s, “Monty Hall Rides Again.”