We started a walk along the Dorset coast in Christchurch. It's the first time I've seen a ducking stool. After the trip I read that nearby there's an Anglo-Saxon watermill "unique in that it takes water from one river (the Avon) and spills it into a second river (the Stour)".
The world's shortest funicular railway? Well maybe. Maybe more of them will be needed - in some places there were signs warning about landslides. The breakers began close to the shore, loud. Though it was deep into December and it was raining, groups of people were still surfing, and of course there were many dog-walkers.
I've always like piers, even in winter. I worked on one for a while. This time we walked to the end of 2 piers. Bournemouth had a zipwire in use from the end of the pier - "the world's first pier to shore zip wire".
Bournemouth was busy with lights and stalls - ice-cream; an Xmas tree maze; miniature golf with illuminated balls. I tried a gingerbread latte and a Festive Flake - my first eat-in at Greggs. So this is Christmas.
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My poetry pamphlet "Moving Parts" (ISBN 978-1-905939-59-6) is out now, on sale at the 
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