No matter how painful.....

.....you just have to keep the wheels rolling in winter!

So I decided to bite the bullet on this very cold November morning and go down to the sea again.

How lucky we are to live so close, just 10 minutes away by Morgan to Fleetwood, the place that has featured so much in my life.

Looking east with the Lake District to the right across Morecambe Bay.

This is the place where I started my working life as a bank clerk at District Bank, Wyre Dock branch, situated directly behind the fish dock. This was at the time when Fleetwood was a major fishing port and it was delightful for me to wander around the dock viewing all the Icelandic trawlers moored there and then occasionally receiving fresh fish from the fish merchants who banked with us....happy days!

Mother, child and dog waving goodbye to their relative on his way to the fishing grounds.

Promotion brought daily trips across the River Wyre by ferry to Knott End and Stalmine branches.

What a frightening 'selfie'!!!!!!

Working for the bank also brought the opportunity to take part in the vote count for general and local elections and it was at one of these counts where I met my future wife, the most beautiful girl in Fleetwood.

The fact that she could count as well as look so gorgeous sealed the matter for me and the rest is history!!!!!

So Fleetwood is a place close to my heart and this morning it did not disappoint. Blue sky, sunshine and as it was early, very few people, lovely.

When I was downloading my photos from this morning I found this much better 'selfie' of my favourite grand daughter Olivia and me so I am including this.