Sunday, 14 February 2016

You can smell the snow coming

Snow in it's way, you  can smell it in the air. And taste the salt from the big sea up and running today.

Harrier wind blown over Horsey,  Kestrel over the snow drops and buzzard above the copse.

Cley from Wiveton.


  1. Absolutely cracking picture of that big sea, one of your best. Not convinced at your attempt at being a horny handed son of the soil. "Oooh argh, oi can smell the snooow boi". You're a metropoliton public school ponce and don't you forget it.

  2. One step off a borstal, and that was only because I never got caught.If you have ever seen scum not far off.

  3. Shithole.I'll write a book about it one day