I could have fielded 100 bands
rather than Coldplay to close the Paralympic Games, so good job I wasn't
running the show as those lads, along with the ParaOrchestra, played
their hearts out. The element of 'flame' was also a poignant one as the 2
words, GREAT BRITAIN, reverberated around the world as my own
experiences, meeting dozens of people from foreign lands during these
last few weeks, also endorse. They LOVE our eccentricity!
Coldplay
are, multi-instrumentalist and lead vocalist Chris Martin, drummer Will
Champion, Guy Berryman bassist and not in picture lead guitarist Jonny
Buckland.
Chris Martin again,
and now Portland resident and sailing Gold Medallist HELENA LUCAS.
For me this has shown what a 'formidable force' GB really is, and likely left Rio De Janeiro with a rather large headache.
On
a morning when rain seemed inevitable, this young HERRING GULL was
first on the scene, which at first was thought to be injured but on
closer inspection proved to be OK. In town, most of the Olympic
paraphernalia has already been removed while an early visit to Ferry
Bridge almost didn't get off the ground as the bus stop was thronged by
about 50 school children, but the arrival of a double-decker soon has us
all on our way.
Across
the road, in something of a strange place for it to be, stood this
Blackdown Shepherd's Hut which stimulated ideas for my future life, but a
little small I fancy?
Like
the bunting and flagpoles in town, this may also be the last we see of
HMS BULWARK which along with all the other services has kept us all safe
during this fantastic time for PORTLAND and Weymouth.
A
carbon copy of yesterday's findings as far as bird-life goes, so just a
couple of shots of the rapidly changing plumages of TURNSTONEs there.
Almost full WINTER.
INTERMEDIATE andalmost full SUMMER.
Blaring
sirens, flashing lights, Police motorcycle outriders and flashy BMW had
to herald the arrival of someone important, but enough about ME!
Does
anyone recognise the Gadgie in the Beema? Having met up with the Secret
Lemonade Drinker for a walk from Sweethill to the Bill, the dark clouds
were gathering and by the time we reached Helen's Field we were a
little damp. Seeking shelter in the new Tractor Shed we finally arrived
at the Observatory like a couple of drowned Rats. A cup of coffee soon
puts most things to right
and
then there before us was our old mate KRIS DUTHERIDGE from Barnsley,
Yorkshire. He reminded me that the last time we had met was on the
occasion of me finding this
GREAT
REED WARBLER, © Martin Cade, in May 2002 (where did that decade go?)
and just to put the icing on the cake, before we left for home, a party
of
c8 BALEARIC SHEARWATERs (archive) passed out to sea, a 'first' sighting for Secret.
I have to admit to getting great joy from the Stat Counter knowing that all you LOVELY PEOPLE are tuning in to these Daily Reports, so what a feeling to see the total steam past the ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND mark this morning!
I
WILL TAKE THE OPPORTUNITY TO ASK EACH OF YOU TO PASS THE LINK ON TO ALL
OF YOUR FRIENDS AND FAMILY TO HELP IN THE PURSUIT OF THE NEXT
MILESTONE.
THANK YOU!
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