Tide Mills is the name of the place that my friends and I go sea swimming on Saturdays during the winter months. Of course, it is a lovely place to swim any time of year but we are hardy so we tend to not prioritise our Saturday ritual during the summer since it can get really crowded here on a hot day and in the summer the sun rises too early to bring the same feeling of starting the day together at the sea! Our friend Sally somehow found this historical photo of the place back in its hey day and also a written description of the place.
Today its all chert ruins overgrown with vine plants, which has an ancient beauty about it and why I love this glimpse at the hey day Tide Mills must have been like.


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