Newhaven Fort

J and I started our day with the intention of a beach day. The sea mist rolling in over Seaford Head after we’d been there an hour or so saw us packing up and making a spontaneous visit to Newhaven Fort.

She hadn’t been before and although I’d been several times I hadn’t seen last year’s improvements. Typically the weather cheered up as we walked round. We resisted the tempting aromas from the cafe to eat the picnics we’d brought.