These are the only photos I took when I was down in Southampton with Tricia and John this time, as the new batteries I bought for my camera proved to be duds, but I got more in time for our outing to Stokes Bay, near Gosport, where we used to go as children. In fact, thinking back, it is probably a good 50 years since I was last there. That makes me feel quite OLD!
Above is the Isle of Wight ferry from Portsmouth, heading for Ryde I assume. It was SUCH a hot day - well over 30 deg. C - and the sunlight sparkled on the water like diamonds.
Above and below: there is never a boring moment watching the ships and yachts and windsurfers.
It is a shingle beach at Stokes Bay. The tide was just starting to go out and there were quite a few people swimming.
Looking out towards the fort (the darkest bit in the middle) which was built to defend the seaways in Napoleonic times. I think this one is now a rather unique hotel.
Tricia and John chilling out. John drew the short straw and ended up with their grandson's little chair!
More water activity, and a view of Queen Victoria's favourite summer location - Osborne House on the Isle of Wight.
This young lady was very accomplished and fairly scooted past us.
Me to John: Is that a container ship? John: Not sure, might be a liner . . .
As it got closer, Trish said, I'd want my money back if I'd paid for a holiday on that!!!
Now I'm back home and neither my husband or I are at all well - some summer bug which gives you a headache, tired legs and slight dizzyness, not helped at all last night by my having asthma problems too, so I hardly slept at all until my stronger antihistamines kicked in. Ah well, onwards and upwards.