More of the little street leading to the cliff top from Wednesday's photo location.
How lovely to poke your head out of your bay window in the morning and see and smell the sea.
At the end of this street on the right is the wrecked Dickensian garret house that Lynn and I both covet. I'll post it later.
It's being restored at the moment and I shudder to think of how much it'll cost when its finished.