Northumberland kite flying
Following on from the previous post, this is evidence that the beach was not entirely empty. It was a bitter March day with a stiff wind coming in off the sea – not a day for sunbathing but perfect for flying a kite. The beloved is exiting stage right – a Geordie girl, even she has had enough of the north east’s biting cold for one day:
(just experimenting with soundcloud – a tribute to Wilhelm Reich, it has some vague relevance to this day)