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Chips at Sutton on Sea

Day 138

We went to the seaside today. It was the first time we’ve been out since we went to Leeds for Christmas Dinner last year. We had chips and cake and saw a Wheatear. This may take a couple of posts.

You wouldn’t thank me for a description of our preparations, which involved breakfast at McDonalds, blowing up the tyres and buying expensive fuel. (Strange how Breakfast at McDonalds didn’t make it big in either film or music, whereas Breakfast at Tiffany’s did.)

Nor, I feel would you benefit from a description of the journey through Lincolnshire, which is a little like a voyage through the mid-twentieth century whilst staring at the back of a tractor. We also got stuck behind a caravan and a motorhome. This is the advantage of travelling in spring Рwe only had one caravan, one motorhome and two tractors  Рas the holidays and harvest really get going there will be many more hold ups.

Dolphin – Sutton on Sea

We finally arrived at Sutton on Sea and The Dolphin, expecting to sit down to a fish and chip special and use the toilets with the great tiles. (This is quite important at my age.) Unfortunately the various lockdowns have not been kind to The Dolphin, and it is now just a takeaway. It was the same last time we went, but it now seems permanent. I’m not saying this is the worst thing about lockdown, but it is certainly a major change for the worse. I’ve been going there for 34 years, and am sorry to see it go.

We ate in the community garden just round the corner, chatted to a couple with electric bikes, and watched a starling pounce on a butterfly. I’ve never seen that happen before. Even with high magnification I couldn’t identify the species of moth.

Starling Sutton on Sea

Fish and Chips from the Dolphin

The Iron Men

Julia took this picture by photographing the information board at the beach – I hope we will be forgiven for using it, as we are, to be fair, publicising the sculptures.

Just in case you don’t recognise the statues, they are part of Another Place by Antony Gormley.


The summary, in case you don’t want to read the links is that the bloke who did the Angel of the North also did 100 identical cast iron statues which are now spread over the beach at Crosby, near Liverpool in an area 3,000 metres by 1,000 metres. It spreads them out quite a bit and means you can’t get groups of them in one shot. For me it dispels the impact, but, to be fair, I’m not an artist and know nothing of these things.

I do like the barnacles and other growth, which Julia caught well in the second photo, but was too lazy to walk down the beach to take my own shot.

If you decide to visit, ignore the postcode listed on one of the review sites – L23 6SX. It takes you to a free car park with no facilities and though it’s one end of the installation I’m not sure it’s the better end, unless you like a lot of walking along a treacherous beach. There are various suggestions on how to stay safe, which suggest on not walking too far out.

We saw brown signs in Cosby, ignored them in favour of the satnav then, after finding the first car park, returned to them. I think the correct postcode is L23 8SY.


The second car park had catering vans, a lifeboat station and some excellent toilets, though they were 40p ¬†I’m of an age where toilets are a good thing to have, but 40p is eight shillings, which is a lot of money. There were also lots of starlings about, sheltering in the lee of the parked cars, as you can see from the photos. Starlings seemed to be everywhere we went on the coast from Cosby to Barrow-in-Furness.