Thought I’d stick with my winter theme and post a photo from the wild and rugged coast of West Cornwall. There was a fair sea running this way, but it gets an awful lot rougher than this. It was taken from the cliffs by Pendeen Watch lighthouse. Looking down at this boiling mess and uninviting rocks you can only imagine how grateful sailors must have been for the warning light alerting them to their position. The next lighthouse along would be St Ives harbour, which would be a relief on a stormy winter night.
In the distance you can make out the chimneys of the engine houses that pumped water out of the mines below. Hard to believe but this was once one of the most industrialised parts of the country. Even harder to believe is men once went not only under the ground but then out under the seabed. This thought almost keeps me awake at night – certainly makes me appreciate how lucky most of us are now.