‘There’s a feeling I get, when I look to the west and my spirit is crying for leaving.’
Led Zeppelin
Archive for January 25th, 2007
Another chapter draughted tonight. If you squint closely at the photo above, you can just about make out me, obscured behind a wave. Anyway, I was writing about this very spot, the Needles. They are to be found at the western point of the Isle of Wight and they are a ridge of knife-edge chalk stacks, with an impressive lighthouse perched right at the end.
The ‘Needles’ title seems to fit them perfectly, but that’s not actually why they got the name. There used to be an extra stack, bigger and better than the others…
No, I didn’t know either.
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