HOYLAKE. The Boat On The Shore.
The Autumn is beginning to creep up, the day’s are beginning to shorten, slice by wafer thin slice.
The Autumn is beginning to creep up, the day’s are beginning to shorten, slice by wafer thin slice.
The day gathers itself in with an eiderdown of clouds to make way for the night and the spars and masts of the boats moored in the harbour are silhouetted against the darkening sky.
I like fish and chips, I also like really good fish and chips. One of my favourite ‘chippies’ is in the small town of Knott End which faces out over the wide expanse of Morecambe Bay. This is the chip shop in question, it’s easy to find, it’s the only one. You can do take away or be posh and sit in. Depending on the bracing Lancashire weather I usually take my fish and […]