Ray came running back into the house after checking the wallpaper he'd put up the day before. Still damp? Can't paint? Let's go!
So we did. And drove 80 miles to Portland. Home of Portland Bill, Portland stone, and inspiration for Portland Bill.
Not my photo!
And I spotted this. It was right at the edge of the cliff and looked abandoned. I'm still trying to figure out what it is but I think I want one.
We drove on to Portland bill lighthouse. Note the blue sky Sally, the sun does shine in England! (it was bloody windy though!)
My favourite subject for a Ray photo... Ray taking photos and unaware of the camera. When he's aware of the camera pointing at him I usually get obscene gestures to stop me clicking. Bad boy.
A rugged and wild place.
Back on the other side of the island that wasn't we drove up up up to get good view. You can see the isthmus that joins it to mainland Britain.
On the way down we stopped for a cup of tea and noticed a bird sitting on a pony, something in it's beak.
The crow was pulling hair from the pony's back and flying off to build it's nest and then returning to pull some more. The pony didn't seem to mind in the least. Maybe it was glad of a little spring grooming.
The light fading we made one last stop at a pebbly beach.