The watcher......

......watching.......from the Watch House, Cullercoats.

Woken earlyish by the window cleaner doing a bit of moonlighting clearing out next doors gutters.....it was a relief to find out it was him to be honest, I thought the bloody pigeons had broken into the attic again at first;-) Unfortunately it meant there was precious little action on the beach when I did the obligatory emergency Sunday catfood dash to the Coop......