Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks!
Remember the Riverdance, the ferry that went down in a storm near Blackpool a while back? The seagulls had a field day with some of its cargo which was more palatable than that of the Ice Prince at Worthing.
My Dad’s been following its progress which seems to consist of it slowly and stubbornly settling into the sand. I went have a look myself a few weekends back and I can’t see, short of leaving it or cutting it up, what they’re going to do.
Here it was on February 13:

And here it is today:
Posted on March 12th, 2008 at 7:43 pm
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