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A stroll along the prom

Monday was a bright and beautiful day on the south east coast of Scotland.  My youngest son and his family live on the edge of Portobello, Edinburgh's seaside suburb.  It has a long promenade which is always busy, whatever the weather.  It buzzes with mums and baby buggies, children on scooters, bikes, bigger children on skateboards, cyclists, dog walkers, the old and the young and all those in between, wandering along the prom, taking the air and enjoying the sight and sound of the waves as they break on to the beach.  On the sunniest of days, there is even an old chap who sits playing an accordion.  If you close your eyes, you could be in the heart of Paris, strolling along the banks of the Seine!

 Yesterday my littlest cherub and I had a stroll along the prom.  I scoffed a raspberry ripple ice cream, and it was all very enjoyable.  It's a great place to people watch, and you do see some endearing as well quaint sights.
Another sunny start to the day today.  The dogs and I had a good walk, and, joy of joys, I heard my first skylark of the year.  
You might not be able to see it, but it's up there, high in the sky above the field, singing its heart out.  Certainly lifted mine!

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  1. Rambler8 March 2017 at 10:08

    A couple of poignant photos there - the old man sitting alone on the bench, with his thermos flask. The thing I noticed most was the shine on his shoes, a man who still takes care to be clean and well turned out, I bet he was wearing a tie as well. I wonder what his memories are?
    The well-dressed lady standing at the very edge of the sea, gazing out - again, what is her story?
    Mind you, I walked alone along an empty beach yesterday, enduring the constant drizzle, simply because I had to get out and be close to the sea. Lots of poignant memories for me, too.

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    1. the running wave8 March 2017 at 12:58

      Yes, I noticed the shine on his shoes too! And the Thermos flask to accompany a planned trip to the prom, newspaper, and all set up for a happy time by the sea! I thought the lady in the red coat was very quaint! Hardly an outfit for the seaside, but she was enjoying herself so what does it matter!!

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  2. Sally9 March 2017 at 09:22

    It's lovely to see someone with a real flask! So sweet that not everyone has joined the latte set!
    What a lovely day you had!
    Happy days! X

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