Along the seafront.
An eerily quite late afternoon. No traffic, aircraft, factory, wind or wave noise. Only the occaisional toot of a steam whistle from the nearby heritage railway. broke the silence. Lovely.
We encountered several cormorants out fishing, and this one drying its wings.
Earlier I completed the crossword in the Sunday paper, so it hasn't been an entirely lazy day.
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