It certainly was a bitter cold wind as we walked, along the beach at Clevelleys, to stave off our Christmas excesses. The tide was receding, revealing the sculptured ogre as the waves crashed around him.
As the waves crashed, the ogre appeared to bellow the sea's roar.
A bitter icy wind and glaring sun as we moved on passed Mary's shell. . .
. . . You can find the legendary story of Wyre's mythical coast, with Mary's shell and the Sea-ogre in the 'The Sea Swallow' by Gareth Thompson. It is a somewhat grim tale but also one of hope and courage in the face of adversity, as Mary is able to save her town from drowning. The book is beautifully illustrated by Hannah Megee.
Then back home again, warm and cosy . . . . a lit tealight in my little pottery house with a tiny Xmas tree cake decoration outside.
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