Greetings dear friends.
I’ve just had a shower (an event in itself!) and on my dear wife’s advice, I used the new exfoliating body sponge she’d bought. Being an all-or-nothing type chap and determined to do some serious scrubbing, I went at it with some vigour.
I started with my head and face and worked my way down over my upper body etc. and in no time at all, I’d nearly managed to remove the first few layers of skin, ha! Was I clean! I suppose it was like using a cheese grater on the layers of an old onion and certainly, it did bring tears to my eyes! I had a burning glow all over, as new skin, having never before seen the light of day, was exposed for the first time…..it made headline news in the family! Anyhow, after this very traumatic event, I prepared myself and set off for Blackpool.
I must admit, it felt strange as I drove down the road after so long stuck in the house, the journey taking a little over an hour due to some expected traffic at Warton. After passing the library at Freckleton (where I gave my talk on metal detecting), I remembered the email address they had for me was out of date, so I made a mental note to rectify this as soon as I returned home (I’m supposed to give another talk later this year).
Parking up the car and making my way to the beach, I’d forgotten how much people stare, first at the detector and then at me as in “what’s that thing and what’s he doing”, type stare. Nothing to fear here I told myself, they’re just feeling as I would – just friendly curiosity (well mostly, ha ha!). One does sometimes present a very curious image though, doesn’t one?
It began raining a little, almost like a fine mist really but it was enough to allow sand to stick to my clothing. It gets everywhere and even with one taking extra care, it slowly builds up in the car, transforming it into a mobile sand dune heh heh! One year, I decided not to clean the car for a full twelve months and see how much sand built up. No surprises then, as by the end of the year there was enough sand to build a couple of houses lol. How fortunate I go to a great garage for my car serviced etc., they valet it for me but not without making some remarks about how the sand got there (especially down the seats) and what I’d been up to ;)
As I walked down on the beach, I noticed a couple of lower area’s of sand and pebbles, located quite near the sea wall/steps. I decided to start there and I soon started to pick up some eyes only finds – I was off to a good start. First detector find was the almost compulsory two pence coin which is usual for me, then I found a sixpence and a one shilling piece. Both were dated 1955 but are not silver (no silver was used in general currency after 1946) but are made instead, of cupro-nickel. A few modern coins and one or two other items managed to find their way into the bag, including a nice old fruit juice bottle, fishing weights, several pieces of coal and some quartz pebbles.
I didn’t find much today but the purpose of the exercise was to properly venture out of the house after such a long incarceration and so on that score then, it was mission accomplished and I felt better for it.
The tide is again right for a trip to Blackpool this Wednesday (being the 5th), I’ll do my best to get there and hopefully get some photo’s too. On another positive note, I’ve actually made 3 or 4 trips to the gym and had some good workouts, the main ones being some cardio-vascular stuff and plenty of stretching exercises. It’s true that activities which incorporate physical exertion, can change one’s mind-set for the better! For me though, making the move to do it is hard and many times impossible – one can but strive :)
In the mean time, I’ve been having some urges again…….to go rummaging around in the river. What else? Seriously, this is due to watching some video’s on stuff found in the gravel, around large rocks and in crevices – with and without a detector. Its just got me thinking of the rivers and streams around here again and how I’ve not been exploring for a while!
Good Luck my friends, James :)