When meeting the walking group at Seaham this evening, we spotted these two plebeian non-entities enjoying their meal, from a disposable BBQ placed on a wooden table, with tinder dry grass all around, on a windy evening. Absolutely brain dead…

I forgot to post this when I got home yesterday, as I was caught up with England’s football game. I did a later than usual walk on Horden beach, and saw this father teaching his son some fishing skills.

Waking up our little village as our banner follows the brass band down the High St before marching at Durham’s Miners Gala.’