Do you love the sea? I know I do! Sail boats and fishermen? As all my friends and those most dear to me will tell you, I have a boat fixation. I am a boat bore! Just look at me grin in the photo. I have just been on a speedboat at Whitby in North Yorkshire. Had I been born a boy, I would certainly have joined the Navy!
I just have to be within earshot of a flock of gulls, a whiff of salt air, or the sound of a distant foghorn and I am off. Boats? Let me at them! It's a boat? I must go on it! My two favourite places on this earth are probably Whitby and Victoria - thousands of miles apart, but what do they have in common? The answer is the sea, and more importantly - lots and lots of boats, ships, canoes, kayaks....
Being born by the sea might have something to do with this obsession of mine. I was born in a seaside town and my biggest regret was that I was not allowed to go out on the fishing boats with my Grandad when I was young. My dear Grandfather was a stonemason by trade and a fisherman by instinct - but he didn't want me in danger and the currents there were especially dangerous. A deep undertow made the pebble beach descend rapidly and deeply.
I think the adults were frightened I might dive in! I certainly found the water enticing, even when freezing - and I still do! Although, whilst I love to swim under the water, I have to admit that I have never fantasized about submarines since I was old enough to realize they were cramped and smelly! No, it is the sea air, the pebble beaches, the cliffs and caves and secret places, the wildlife, the whales, the seals and dolphins and of course the seagulls. Let me take you on a little trip through my wonderful places in pictures, poetry and song....