Lunch break

I climbed a tree amongst the cow parsley and dandelions, while the butterflies fluttered past. This was in the meadow between the railway line and the busy main road, now verdant and thick with grasses. Everything had grown so much since I was last there. It was six o'clock in Fairyland according to the dandelion clock.

Hastings Country Park

I walked across the cliff-tops, past the bluebells, aquilegia, wild garlic, campion, gorse, red beetles, yellow nettles, ferns, streams, and rabbits, and peered down at the ocean below. (I also got burnt by the sun, covered in mud, and got fed up of the flies.)

The East Hill Lift (funicular railway) took me down into Hastings itself, and then I visited the Shipwreck Museum, which had details of the Amsterdam shipwreck in Bulverhythe and others.