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Beach combing

We had a glorious sunny day yesterday - a good Friday - and we went down to the beach to investigate a tangle of ropes and nets I had spotted last week... I want to use them in my DM college project, no quite sure how, but a bit of massive macrame might just be the ticket... the beach was really busy.  We counted over 100 people on the 6 mile stretch - its the Easter holiday effect plus a bit of sun and the whole place manages about 15 people per mile ... admittedly the kite surfers take up more room!



Once we rediscovered the huge mass of severed ropes, we set to try and liberate some of the tangled mess, this was easier then we had reckoned and within half an hour sitting on the beach in the sun with quizzical looks from passersby we had quite a collection of different types of ropes and nets of a reasonable length to bring home to work with.  Dr Fred has some concerns over where am I going to work them as they are pretty much full of sand - so I've shown willing and henried the house to prove the hoover works.....( personally I think he should just be pleased I'm over the Jackson Pollock phase).

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