Across to our left and visible only by zooming in (helped as I know it’s there) there’s a Tobruk emplacement, that’s tumbled down off the cliff:
We can stroll back off the cliff top and take a look.
The long arm of the law:
They had wandered up from the beach area, to bollock four lads who’d parked in the disabled persons’ space. Fair enough, I thought.
The policeman then returned to their lookout post, in the car park of the beach’s one restaurant:
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It’s a nice beach area, but a bit rocky until the tide goes out:
The rock pools are fun though, as these two young lads were enjoying. It’s ny idea of fishing, too:
Locals and regular holiday makers to the area, know the tide patterns, knowing when to arrive and, just as importantly, when to leave:
Small marine creatures, I guess some sort of worm, must live in the bottom of these small holes, which litter the tidal edge:
A local ‘artist’has been at imaginative play:
The Tobruk, so called as they were invented for desert warfare, was once buried into the cliff, with only its very top showing:
It would have once held one man, used as either a machine gun emplacement, or sometimes topped with the turret from a small light tank. The three grooves in outer casement of the ring itself were, I think. maybe used for pre-set angles of fire. Slowly but surely, time and the sea are wearing it away.
