Clearing

15.6C with thin cloud in the morning, clearing through the afternoon. Light breeze.

The noise was back this morning. However, this noise was welcome because the workmen were filling the top inch or so of the trench they had dug for the cabling for the new Street Lights with whatever tarry mixture they use for pavement surfacing.

The noise was the little machine they use to compact the stuff after it has been tipped into place. It is shovelled from the back of a truck by man number one in to a barrow. The barrow is pushed along by man number two and its contents tipped into the trench. It is then raked flat by man number three. By the time it is raked flat the barrow is back with the next load. After two or three barrowfuls any excess is carefully brushed away by man number four and decoratively scattered (by hand) with small white stones by the same man. He also operates the compacting machine. Multi tasking ...

So, sooner than we thought, we won't have to bump over the trench to get up the driveway. Most of the trench dug this week has been filled. The entire operation will be repeated further along the road next week. The noise will be further away :-)

Maeve the Deerhound and I went for our walk after lunch. By the time we walked down the bridle path the thin cloud was beginning to break and big patches of blue sky were appearing. The tide was in. I persuaded Maeve to paddle and splosh along the edge of the water to get rid of the horse droppings she had trodden on with her front left paw near the bottom of the bridle path. To tell the truth, I pushed her in. Gently. She went in knee deep and came out with very clean white paws. The sea can be very useful :-)

I sat on the seat by the Fishermen's huts and looked out to sea for a while. Maeve stood beside me. She watched the dogs and the dog walkers on the beach.

I noticed that the board on the end hut has been edited. In brackets after the word mackerel the fisherman has written "not yet!" with a marker pen.

I got this shot of the clearing clouds as we were walking along by the cottages in East Row on our way to cross back over the railway line and make our way home.