Monday, January 30, 2006

Good cod - no winkles!


Couldnt wait any longer - went to seaside today - Tenby.Ate Cod&Chips.Noticed in Saundersfoot what I think in the summer is a whelk stall having been fitted with CCTV. Perhaps there is a high incedence of seafood theft in these parts.

6 comments:

Sir Compton Valence said...

What a fantastic picture. A day borrowed from summer, and my goodness doesn't it look nice there? I don't know about the cockles though. Fish and chips are one thing but anything in shells...yuk. Once, when I was a kid, I cycled from Runcorn to Parkgate, a silted up channel in the Dee where little paper cones filled with vinegary cockles were available on the "front". There was also an ice-cream stall, and the mixture of shellfish and reconstituted powdered milk was somewhat volatile.

MacDuff said...

It was a nice day.
You wont remember the old Billy Cotton song 'If you dont want the welks dont muck em about, if you dont want 'em other people may'?
I have not heard of Parkgate
Is this it? http://www.20thcenturyimages.co.uk/trolleyed/4/23/357/

Sir Compton Valence said...

yes, that's parkgate - though it must have been on a very blustery day. a more typical view over the river would be this


http://images.google.co.uk/imgres?imgurl=http://www.soi-disant.co.uk/benches/benches/parkgate_02.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.soi-disant.co.uk/benches/archives/2005/04/the_parade_park_1.html&h=300&w=400&sz=33&tbnid=ZF93LzztjpWiCM:&tbnh=90&tbnw=120&hl=en&start=9&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dparkgate%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D

My cousin nearly lost her horse in a mudhole while exercising it there.

MacDuff said...

I like the picture. I like places like that. I lived in Esex a long while.

Sir Compton Valence said...

Yes, I suppose it has features of the big estuaries, the Blackwater and the Crouch. Mudflats and so on. Such areas very nice. Part of the attractiveness of East Anglia. But where you live now is nice too, surely?

MacDuff said...

Yes it is Brecon Beacons, Black Mountains, the river Wye running along the bottom of the garden, but I often miss the big skys of the east of England
I remember a walk with The Thurrock Naturalists Trust (now dumbed down to something like Thurrock Wild Life I think) from Burnham to Bradwell and seeing a little church on the horizon which never got any bigger despite walking towards it for hours.
Ann would say I dont deserve to live here.