For those of you who think I spend my life languishing in the Algarve sunshine, here’s a look at Restlessjo’s everyday world. Let’s start at the railway station, shall we?
If the weather’s good, I don’t need to travel far. Many of my shots are taken on Hartlepool Headland. There are always boats, or some form of activity. Now we have a fleet of windmills out at sea. Look closely at the middle photo.
The promenade wraps around Old Hartlepool, as the Headland used to be known. A brisk walk along it will surely blow the cobwebs away. In the distance, signs of former industry.
The town wall is probably the nicest part of the Headland, and certainly the warmest. These were taken on a warm but strangely foggy day last Summer. The fog disappeared as rapidly as it came.
Not such a bad old place, is it? This is my entry for the Weekly Photo Challenge. Did I tell my story in threes?