Spooky
January 9th, 2012
Everyday when I get up I let Trudi out for her morning ablutions and take in the view from our front door. This was my view this morning:
You may not even notice, but this sight took my breath away. See the person to the left of the gate? Gave me such a shock. There is never a person visible when I look outside. They were just standing there, smoking a fag. Trudi went over to investigate and that alerted them to the fact they had been spotted. She came back when I called her and I made sure that I took plenty of photos of the intruder trying to clamber over the rocks by the shore. I found the whole thing quite freaky and all a bit ‘grim reaper’.
Oh my gosh. Did you ever find out who it was?
@Andie
No. No idea. I suspect it must have been a tourist. You know what the local men are like. They rarely wear a waterproof and if they do they wouldn’t put the hood up! They are so macho
Jane,
I am surprised that a passing tourist should be considered sinister or disturbing, but then I don’t live in your neck of the woods. However, what intrigued me about the photo (the zoom) was the vision of Clare Island looming in the background with the lighthouse clearly visible. Took me back 40 years when I used to spend my summers in the lighthouse, whitewashing and painting and hanging out. One of the most beautiful places on earth.
I would gladly put up with the odd fellow smoking a fag at the bottom of the garden to have a view like this!