Went to Filey and my Nephew Danial showed us around he lives there. I saw the sign for the museum and the one way sign. He had never been to the museum but said it was probably crap and the side street which led there was certainly off the beaten track and suggested it may be crap - but could be a gem. Anyway like all museums on this website so far it was closed so we will never know. The lobster pots are stacked all over in front of peoples council houses. Which is probably normal but looks funny as you expect them to be on a romantised sea front. Regeneration bods have probably made all the fishermen take them home every night to improve the sea view. Like your comments and think that things are evolving - the blog may be the be all and end all of this train of joint thought with spin offs - it feels like work and it has thought spin off it's a bit like a conceptional experience based immaculate corpse process - perhaps we could think about this - a thread through like linkages - my lobster pots trigger your next digression - this sounds rude and I notice from past post that your just sort of doing it naturally so for you it has evolved and for me I have contrived it - although I did do it with the skiing on the first blog. Maybe the dogma link is it has to be visual and personal and binary fluffing is ok.
Speaking of which the pictures off the phone could be this but as I've already told you I could not get them off my phone it's a function to meaning thing.
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