Long Man of Wilmington

Today, Ali, Wendy & I travelled to the Long Man of Wilmington, a huge chalk figure in the East Sussex countryside. Like many things in England, his origins and meaning are unknown and debated. What I can tell you is that he is 227 feet tall and strikes quite a figure. During WW II the he was painted green to avoid being used as a landmark for German aircraft. In 2010, he was given a 20 penis. (Tee hee - that was a prank and it has subsequently washed away.)





The initial walk planned was 2.5 hours, but we quickly realized that was much too ambitious in the heat. Instead we took a lovely stroll along the bottom of the field, retraced our steps back and then off to Firle, and the Ram Inn pub for lunch. There I tried pigeon for the first time, although I could hear a pigeon cooing away and I felt a pang of guilt. We wandered around the county estate of Firle, which was amazing - still working after 500 years.








We walked by one of the houses and there was a basket of freshly baked bread. It was in the shape on an "s" so I had to buy it!



I found the day to be quite exhausting, so upon our return I went back to the beach for a nap. I needed my strength for table tennis at the Bristol Arms later. Didn't fare much better than last week, I'm afraid. That Chris is impossible to beat!