Following the shoreline pre 1246
We does enjoy a good loll around - Brae lolled right into a sheep poo
The sea came all the way up to here until the storm of 1246 silted up the entire of the Cinque Ports - we wasn't around then and we have no imagination - so quite frankly, we don't give a monkeys
Happy faces - dad has got his pie out and Brae snacked on Mozzarella and tomato.
As a special gift, we did an elegant pose on this footpath.
Then we did not quite so elegant pose on the hill-side
LLAMMALPACKKA ALERT
We has got the scent of the famous North Downs Squirrel who is clearly miles from home..
Aww … woods
As it was such a nice day - we let these hoomans tag along - they has all got different coloured hair...….. em………….just sayin.
The space where the map is missing is so secret that it does not exist.
