Monday, November 25, 2002
Lies, I tell you. It's all lies. And as for the tank, the simple truth is, it was blushing after hearing Brigitte comment on the size of it's weapon.So, a 320 mile round trip, down to Portsmouth, Southsea, and some other little places I don't remember the names of. There was a lot of that actually, like "Where are we?"... "I don't know."... "Well you have the map".... "But it's not on the map."
It was rather foggy on the way down there, but the combined effect of baked beans for breakfast and a healthy sea breeze cleared things up by the time we got there, though oportunities for great photos were limited.
Here's a couple to be going along with though.
This is an old sea fort built by HenryVIII, because he knew we were coming. Didn't do any good though, as we just snuck up from behind.
This one was what the trip was all about though. Before today, the last time I saw the sea was 20 years ago.
Labels: castles, holidays, photos
Steve 9:38 PM [+]
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