I think it is fair to conclude that the English south coast is beautiful no matter where you go. The same goes for the light houses!
On my first day out on the Isle of Man I drove to the Langness Peninsula, for a first light house watch. I had to ask my way several times. I could see the lighthouse, but could not seem to find the road that would lead me to it. So after crossing a golf course several times (there was a small road, I did not actually race over their green!) with the risk of having the car hit by a golf ball, I finally found the tiny road that lead to the lighthouse. After taking the obligatory pictures, I sat down on a rock beside it and found the book that was given to me by a good friend as a part of an Isle of Man “chill pack”.
Well it didn’t get any more chilling than this. There were no people whatsoever to spot anywhere near me, the sun was shining, I had a lighthouse just beside me on my left, and in front of me was a very calm sea. It was quiet and peaceful, all I could hear were some birds. I started reading.
I was completely lost in my book when my ears picked up a peculiar sound. It sounded like someone snorting, and no, unfortunately, it wasn’t him. I couldn’t quite see where it came from at first, until I looked right in front of me, and there he was – a seal! He kept me company for a couple of hours, diving down once in a while for a bite to eat, and popping up again for some air. If you look carefully at the photo you can see him waving his paw. I asked him to do that, because it would make such a cute photo. He was happy to do so. His name? No this wasn’t Bill, but Sam, his brother.
Sam was not the last seal I saw on the isle. I think I have seen seals every day. I saw quite a lot of them near Sound (also in the south) and the handsome fellow in the middle (number 3 and that is Sam’s brother Bill indeed) came greeting me in the harbour of Peel. Seals are a very common sight all around the island, but they kept Wow’ing me every single time. It is so cool to see them in their natural environment.
I am recovered from the frantic couple of weeks I had. After spending nearly all day story boarding yesterday, today I picked up my camera (it has been too long!) and took it for a walk. A walk from my home to Chelsea along the Thames Path has long been on my list of things to do, and today was the day.
Here is one for you: Who are they and where are they going? (click on thumbnail for larger version)
[Short script is done, but Davy wants me to write a couple of pages on the 90 page feature script too, so I have to get back. Expect a film poster for the short to popup here soon though.]
And while we’re at it: Last chance for your Bill Nighy book suggestions. Please send them in!
The Girl and The Thames
This is the Thames. And when you look at it, the water doesn’t really look clean. But clean or not, this is the water I get out of my tap at home. We get our drinking water from the Thames up here. And it looks clean coming out of the tap, and it tastes good too I can say.
Now a lot of people think that it rains all the time in London. But the thing is, it doesn’t really rain enough. For the first time in 15 years, Thames Water is implementing a ban on sprinklers and hosepipes from the 3rd of april 2006. This means that people no longer may use sprinklers to sprinkle their garden, or wash their cars using a hosepipe. You may still wash your car using a bucket of water though, or sprinkle your garden using a watering can or bucket. (Water restrictions – frequently asked questions)
Why all this ?
It hasn’t rained enough in London the last years !
And so I made a phonecall (yes to him), and later that afternoon:
You worship the sun, but now can you handle the rain ?
A pleasure to help London, and apart from that I love rain. Isn’t it a beautiful sight ?