The Last Bank Holiday of the Year, August 2017.¬† #holiday #Hastings #beach #festival #music #Boyzone #weekend

What better way to spend the bank holiday weekend than down on a British beach, with summery British weather & a wild mix of British people all having a thoroughly good time. Everyone entertained by Hastings Old Town, spending their English pound and speaking in their English tongue, turning pink and trying new things. Watching and observing, or taking part and letting go.

The weekend started with a big Boyzone concert on Hastings Pier. Ronan Keating and fellow Irish lyrical lads were singing till late, out at sea, under an orange moon and far from the madding crowd. Girls were ecstatically happy, the boyfriends were less-than pleased.

Safe parties on the beach, picnics, swimming, sailing, church-bells, wrapped fish and chips to individual tapas, it can be original or fancy, working classy to posh and arty.

Everyone is welcome.

By next week this pebbly beach will be a desert, not from stones to sand but from lots of people to very few. But it won’t be long before we can fish out and dish out a new festival, The Seafood and Wine Weekend, in 3 weeks, for example: the celebration of British wine and seafood; a feasting festival, with plenty of live music and tipsy-ness.

Wherever you are in Britain, I hope you’re taking full advantage of the last, long bank holiday of the year. It is still summer, despite an early crop of apples, signifying a shift into autumn.

Hastings is merely a stone’s throw away from London… lots of things have happened since 1066…

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Star Movies, under the stars, on Hastings Pier¬†#hastingspier #cinema #movies #films #outdoors #summer #weekends #stars

Hastings Pier is happy to announce three summer weekends of classic cinema, as voted by the general public; “you asked, we listened!” was their mantra. So it’s time to look forward to these all-time favourite movies with family and friends and enjoy their iconic lines and lyrics, on the Pier, just as the sun goes down, the sky turns black and one by one the stars appear.

The first weekend is May: 26/27/28.

I’m booked in for Back To The Future, “Great Scot!” “save the clock tower!” “You made a time-machine out of a deLorean!” “where we’re goin’ we don’t need roads!”

Then comes ‘the unsinkable’ Titanic, “take a deep breath, jump!” Hmm this will be a chilly night, as the tide rolls in and the waves crash against the steel girders, and you hug your dearest and offer her your life-jacket; “women and children first.” Over a hundred years later it’s a struggle to find a man who’ll hold open a door for you.

Then it’s song and dance time with Mamma Mia “does your mother know that you’re out?” Here’s a film to really let your hair down; serious and un-fun people, keep away or be warned, Dad may do his dance…

Moving into June 15/16/17.

Hastings can’t resist a pirate, so Pirates of The Caribbean – The Curse of Black Pearl will be sailing onto our shores; dressing up is essential, although some people won’t need to, they are gifted with the pirate look.

The cult classic The Rocky Horror Picture Show follows next, actor Tim Curry turns transvestite; and then action-packed men-in-the-air, Top Gun, flies in, with the adrenaline-boosting, “the need for speed.”

And finally July 20/21/22.

The dinosaurs are coming as Jurassic Park opens its doors and lets you in. Buckle up and smile at the T-Rex, he’s got lots of teeth to eat you with. And that scream will echo as far as France; we do like to keep them guessing.

Then comes Quadrophenia: mods and rockers clash in a ‘coastal’ town.

Last but not least comes Grease (hopefully no atmospheric lightening). John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John bring their summer lovin’ into town, to warm those ‘chills that are multiplying.’

Well you’d ‘better shape up’ and get along to one of these cinema events. Tickets don’t buy themselves, there’s a great time to be had and once again Hastings Pier has the right touch. Weather cannot be promised, but an unforgettable night is assured.

Walk the prom, see you on the Pier!

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Swings and Roundabouts¬†#HastingsPier #seaside #beach #summer #May #concerts #cinema #funfair

This carousel (see photo) is particularly special, it has a new and permanent home on Hastings Pier, East Sussex, also known as the ‘1066‘ county, in England.
The original pier was built in 1872; it was the marvellous work of architect genius Eugenius (yes, real name) Birch using the screw-pile technique, an engineering feat of Victorian proportion. It has weathered many storms and given immeasurable joy to the town and to seaside visitors; pier promenading being a classic attraction.
In 2010 a fire destroyed many parts of the pier, but now after 6 years of strong community spirit and sheer determination, and a good deal of cash…donated by the townspeople and matched by the National Lottery Fund (no government grants were given)… the pier is back for the future in 21st century fashion offering a new kind of ‘fun’fair.
There is an open-air cinema, presenting the original films ‘Jaws‘ & ‘Star Wars‘ – perfect for out at sea and under the stars.

There is a sold-out ‘Madness‘ concert mid-May; if not booked on the pier you’ll be able to rock about on the beach and for miles around.

From 10am – 10pm you can eat, drink and be merry; ride, swing and relax; dance, dawdle and stroll. 

The People’s Pleasure Pier of Hastings 2016 awaits…roll up and roll on summer!
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Neutral Ground #poetry #sea #EastSussex

The British coast line of East Sussex

 
What is it about the land known as a beach or the coastline?  It seems to possess some kind of unexplained magic within the human psyche and soul.

A vast, free space of solitude and magnitude and belonging to no one but he who seeks its solace.

Observe the Cretaceous cliffs, 120 million years old (twice the more famous Jurassic period) crumbling with a countless battering of strain and strife.

To live as free as a bird and as wild as the wind, winding itself up into a swirling whirl of dizziness, is momentarily wonderful!

In one week I came across two British poets, Laurie Lee and Sir John Betjeman who have both described the sea as ‘neutral.’

Laurie Lee (from ‘As I Stepped Out One Mid-Summer Morning‘) stated his position at sea as “a salt stung neutral nowhere.”

Below in the engraving of Betjeman’s verse he is jubilant, joyful and comforted by the freedom of the sea.

Perhaps in the sea lies Neutrality and in Neutrality lies Peace.
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Waking with words and Walking the world #words #poetry #coast #quotes

‘Sometimes, leaving the road, I would walk into the sea and pull it voluptuously over my head, and stand momentarily drowned in the cool blind silence, in a salt-stung neutral nowhere.’

This beautiful quote was written by Laurie Lee in his book, ‘As I walked Out One Midsummer Morning.’
Laurie Lee (26th June 1914-13th May 1997) was both a poet and a writer and in this case the two art forms have merged into one and created an incredibly atmospheric sentence. This is just one line, but it is how he presents his world to us...poetically.

How many ways can you be a poet in life?

1. A poet is someone who writes poetry and is defined as being a person with great imagination and creativity.
From 13th century Latin ‘poeta‘, from Greek ‘poietes‘ meaning maker and poet, from ‘poein’ to make.
2. Poetic, poetical, poetise…characteristic or befitting of poetry; to be elevated or sublime; to put into poetry.
3. Poetry…the art or craft of writing verse with qualities of spirit and feeling, rhythm and beauty.
4. Poetics…the study of the principles and forms of poetry.
5. Poetic licence...a justifiable departure from the conventional rules of form, fact, and logic…just as you find in gloriously creative poetry.
The world not as it is first seen, plainly and simply, but observed, described and presented in countless extraordinary and beautiful ways…which brings us back to Laurie Lee.
To criticise a poet is to deny their feelings, their interpretations and their imagination.
It is poetry that allows all these elements freedom…so set yourself free, walk differently and enjoy the wave of the world and the wonder of words. Wow!

The World according to Oysters

On a day like today, out in the June sun, the sky a deep, jewel-like blue; there’s a calm, rolling sea, a safe shoreline, fresh oxygenated air and endless space.
You may look to the horizon and say the words:-

“The world is mine oyster!” Well you won’t be catching oysters from this boat in this English Channel but you will mean so much more when you look back on this proverb with ‘its highly memorable condensed bold imagery of its commonplace fact of experience’ (quite a verbal mouthful – break it down!)

What you are really saying is “I can achieve anything I want, go anyway; I have the opportunity (time and money) and the ability (health)!”

‘The Merry Wives of Windsor’ (Shakespeare’s play, written in1600) was the first to make use of this phrase:

Falstaff: “I will not lend thee a penny ”

Pistol: “Why then the world’s mine oyster, which I with a sword will open.”

The world doesn’t have to be expensive or exclusive or difficult to access; maybe we just have to change our perspectives…this view is free and makes you feel instantly liberated. Anyhow it’s food for thought (although while we’re on oysters, I hear they are quite a required taste!)

  

‘I must go down to the seas again’

On departing London’s Charing Cross by train to Hastings, East Sussex who cannot help but think of this compelling line ‘I must go down to the seas again…!’
How lovely – a deep breath of salty sea air, a wet breeze, some dozy clouds & the tide tirelessly lapping on the beach. The seashore is a timeless, evocative & ancient old place to cast off your woes & to make new wishes.
John Masefield’s (1st June 1878- 12th May 1967) poem ‘Sea Fever’ captures every worldly imagination of the seas – ‘a grey mist on the sea’s face’ ‘the white clouds flying’ ‘the flung spray’ ‘the blown spume’ ‘the call of the running tide’ ‘the seagulls crying.’ This poem is every schoolboy’s favourite & every grown man’s old romance.
On our Island nation ‘Sea Fever’ is all around us – get out, see it and live these lines!