Picture of Newhaven Harbour

Out to that Port Edgar in the morning. Just for a nose about and the purchase of one or two unnecessary items. I tell you though, driving through Embra’s roads out of town is a hazardous business. Potholes. I could say more but old blokes who mump on about potholes are too easily lazily lampooned. They.are.a.disgrace as Ms Truss would say.
The pavements are little better but I navigated my way out for a walk later round the place, including being ambushed by MrFT at Newhaven, hanging about a bus stop. And then, wowza, time to load up God of War Ragnarök! Some three hours later I’d managed to battle Thor to a stalemate. Yeah! So when I tell you the potholes are bad, you listen!