Friday, 18 January 2013


You can tell there's snow on the ground before opening the curtains. The day starts earlier, brighter, whiter and very, very quiet.
We were cut off again, with no plough or gritter. The road I live on is deemed not having any priority for such attention, although it is the main route along the entire length of the South Western coast.
Oh well, it was my day off anyway so I wasn't going to get my excuses ready. I just enjoyed it.

We went for a walk, not very far as we are still recovering from stubborn coughs. Just down to the signpost.

Back again to my lovely new stove. It's so much easier to 'do' than the old pot-belly, and much safer to leave when we're not in the house.

No, my house isn't sliding down the cliff just yet. I just took a really wonky picture!

I lit my Christmas Candle and thawed out.

 Tomorrow is a work day. I have to get up early to find out if I can drive, or at least drive up to the nearest village and get a bus.

I've had my snow day. Tomorrow things can go back to normal, thanks.

Tuesday, 1 January 2013

Chine. Where I live.


From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

A chine is a steep-sided river valley where the river flows to the sea through, typically, soft eroding coastal cliffs of sandstone or clays. The word chine originates from the Saxon "Cinan" meaning a gap or yawn. The word is in still use in central Southern England; in East Devon, Dorset, Hampshire, and the Isle of Wight to describe such topographical features.

This is Cowleaze Chine, just over the road from my house.

The Chines cut through the eroding cliff along the South Western coast of the Isle of Wight. The cliff varies in height. This is one of the highest points, known as Barnes High. It's just up the coast from Cowleaze Chine, and like the rest of the coast it is prone to landslips especially after wet weather.

The landslips reveal many fossils, and this section has actually exposed some bones from a diplodocus. There are enormous ammonites, and many smaller fossils like lobsters. I don't go looking for them myself, but I did happen upon one some years ago that turned out to be a complete wing bone from a teradactyl, very rare and now in a local museum.

I was looking for suitable rocks for my fish tank, and saw one with a bone embedded in it. The soft sandstone was blasted off at a laboratory, leaving what looked like a prehistoric chicken bone!