|Battleaxe on the zip wire|
We ate fish and chips for lunch at the Mermaid Cafe at Rockanore. (I wonder if it will go all gastro when the Jerwood opens?) I guess we have been spoilt by days lounging in the sophisticated cafe bars of Funchal, but really it was like a madhouse. The service was so slow we nearly died - they continually serve the take-aways before the diners, and we kept on getting gassed by motorcycle exhaust fumes, deafened by barking dogs and shrieking kids.... It is a shame because the fish and chips are really excellent.
Today we went for posh coffee at the Winchelsea Farm Shop (home made Battenburg cake), followed by a fabulous walk at Rye Harbour. Lots of birds to be seen. We pestered some poor guy who was presumably hoping to have a peaceful twitch in one of the hides, and he very kindly helped us identify terns, a redshank, avocets, plovers. Walking along we saw male lapwings doing their weird bat-like display flight. Who needs Madeira?