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Ramsgate station, built in 1926, was operated by Connex South Eastern when photographed on September 21st, 2001.
The Grange was built on the clifftops at Ramsgate in the early 1840s by the gothic revival architect Augustus Pugin as his family home.
After institutional use for much of the twentieth century the house was restored by the Landmark Trust and is now let out by them as holiday accommodation. I visited when it was part of the Heritage Open Days scheme.
Something different on Sunday, now that the snow had almost all gone.
I fancied breakfast, and although Deal has places, why not go to somewhere where we have not been for a few years?
We arrived with the best of the weather, some weak sunshine still shone, making the harbour look like it was some 500 miles further south.
We eat in a cafe overlooking the harbour, and watch people wander by as we eat our fry ups.
Refurbished navigation buoy in the Trinity House yard at Harwich and ready to go on station off Ramsgate, Kent.
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I last walked the lanes beyond Collingwood and Fleet House on 8th Novemeber, because, since then we have had half a year's rain. Or so it seemed.
But now with my new boots, I can go for a stomp whenever I want, wherever I want.
It is also time for the #NewYearPlantHunt for @BSBI and #wildflowerhour, so I went armed with the mobile and big camera fitted with macro.
Going was indeed muddy, but not that bad, just along Green Lane where the passing of countless horses though the winter have churned the track into mud, which made going slow. So, halfway along, I cut back through the wood, where it was much drier and easy going.
Back down past the paddocks to Collingwood and then to home, as we were due at Jen's for some new year card action, fuelled by turkey and stuffing sandwiches.
Cards is always more about socialising rather than the cards itself. So, we talk, then have sandwiches jammed with turkey and stuffing, and follow up that with Christmas Pudding and Brandy Sauce, which was nice, but like all dairy now, lays heavy.
And then cards.
With Sylv being partially deaf and disorganised, made for slow going, and a game of meld took nearly two hours. After which we play Queenie, with everyone just about breaking even.
Since coming back from the Nine Below Zero concert, I had been wanting to go back to Ramsgate to see the Christmas lights on the boats and yachts in the harbour. Jen and Sylv were happy to come along, and after a little egging on, John came too.
After finding a place to part, we retired to a café built into the fishermen's arches for a coffee, and wait for sunset and dusk to fall.
I looked out of the window after draining my cup, and saw the magical blue hour had started, so told the rest I was going out and began snapping.
The lights attracted a large number of families, and the dry and warm conditions ensured more folks came out. But ut was just pleasant, walking and snapping.
A grotto had been set up in one of the smaller arches, though now Christmas is over, Santa has gone back to Lapland, of course.
After an hour, I had taken enough shots, and the panos with the mobile came out better than the shots with the big camera, the low light confusing the sensor and over-exposing many shots.
Sometimes, however, its just nice to be there and see it with your own eyes.
We walked back to the car and drove back to Dover, chasing the fast fading light in the west as we did so. We dropped Jen and Sylv back in Whitfield, and John back home at the bottom of Whitfield Hill, and back home to St Maggies for us, where there would be a feline welcoming committee waiting.
Back home at ten to six, just in time to log in for the quiz, just as well I did as I came 3rd, which lifted me to the overall 4th in the final monthly table with 16 points.
Yay, me.
Ramsgate is a seaside town in the district of Thanet in east Kent, England. It was one of the great English seaside towns of the 19th century. As of 2001 it had a population of around 40,000.