Fishing Boats set sail from Aldeburgh but there is no port, the boats are hauled onto the beach when their work is done. The catch is sold fresh from the sea from wooden sheds that line the shingle beach.
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Lovely pictures. My mom grew up in East Anglia.
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It is beautiful part of the country. Thanks for stopping by!
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The sort of place I really like, great light for photography just like Dungeness
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Little wonder that rich people from London like to go and live there!
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I remember going to see an extremely rare Ivory Gull at Aldeburgh. It was feeding off the scraps from all those boats. I remember the beach as being more shingle than I have ever seen in my life. Somewhere on that coast there’s even a place called “Shingle Street”.
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Where I grew up we used to play in Sandy Lane. It had nothing to do with the coast or the sea because this was in Rugby in Warwickshire.
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Love the textures on the old boats, Andrew!
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Thanks Sue!
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Good set, Andrew
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Thanks Derrick!
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Great photos… it seems ages since we visited the east coast, I think it deserves a revisit!
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I recommend it!
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A long way from Somerset but in the spring I think we need to pint ourselves east!
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Is the culture thriving or petering out? I wonder.
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Clinging on Michael!
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Lovely colours and different compositions of the boats!
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Thanks Linda, I appreciate that!
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Love these sea and fishing boat scenes. We have a fishing fleet nearby which doesn’t have a port. The boats are lifted up to a dock by way of hoists. It’s quite the thing to watch them do it. I posted some shots years back. You’ve inspired me to perhaps do it again.
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Boats always make good subjects!
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I wonder at the men who take those small boats out into the North Sea, a special breed without doubt.
I’ve got a thing about the fishermen, I’ve always thought of them as the lifeblood of England; during the war we never lacked, or went, without fish; and yet I cannot remember reading much about them AFTER the war.
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We let them down by giving up our fishing rights to Europe! Where I live in Grimsby once had the biggest fishing port in the UK but now it doesn’t have a single trawler!
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I often wonder where we went wrong.
When I was in England in 2005, I felt like crying, it wasn’t the England I knew and grew up in, there was nothing about it that was. I consider myself very fortunate to have been born in the 1930s as one of the dwindling few who can remember when we were still a great proud fighting country
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Don’t be downhearted Brian, it is still the best country in the World!
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Shh don’t let my ex=chum disperser hear you say that
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We used to stay very close to here when I was a child (a long time ago now!). My grandparents lived in Sudbury and rented a villa by the beach at Thorpe Ness every summer holiday so we’d go into Aldeburgh quite a bit. I remember the narrow high street with little fishing cottages very well 🙂
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It is a lovely little town that retains a sort of 1950s charm. Thanks for adding your contribution!
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Great pictures. I missed all this when we were down there recently.
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I walked the beach while Kim hit the High Street!
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A sensible division of labour…
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