The Isle of Purbeck isn’t actually an island, it’s a peninsula. Typical really for us to misdescribe it in its current form. Like calling instant coffee, coffee. Once maybe a coffee bean was involved but by the time it’s reached a cup it has about as much in common with coffee as I do with Russian samovar designers.
All that said, it’s a delightful part of Dorset what with the intriguing habitations of Corfe Castle…
And the Jurrassic coast
Even Sandbanks next to which I and my walking friends stayed had some delightful views out to sea – not so much inland where the architecture makes you cry out for some weeping concrete and a number of the denizens are so dessicated and bronzed that you wonder if they might be reconstituted instant coffee granules in human form.
We spent 2 days tromping hither and yon having crossed the Sandbanks ferry to start our days. We took in Swanage
And Durlston Lighthouse
As well as the occasional odd homage…
We watched the chuntering steam trains
And we admired the wrinkly coastline
As well as some livestock, including one or two well-begonaded examples….
All in all a splendid break, even if Dog is a bit old for the mileage these days. He was still waiting for me
as was the ever colourful garden