All aboard - sometime next year

There's something a bit sad about the seaside in Winter. Everything shut down, covered, off for repair until the Spring.

People are dropping like flies with flu around me; I am on shopping, hoovering, fetching and carrying duty.
Escaped for a bit down to the desolate harbour in the wind and rain. Only the hardy fishermen were out and about - a spot of drizzle does not stop them.