Yes, I know I went OTT with photoshop, but just get a whiff of that weed in the foreground. Mmmmm!
Almost central on the skyline is the dark grey hump of Langstone Mill, and the part of the harbour wall you can see, forms the boundary of a pub garden - complete with gaudy sunshades which bloom out of the middle of each sun bleached, wooden table.
It's a popular haunt for tourists on a nice day, and I decided to let a touch of nostalgia for the lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer, flow onto my blogpage for all of you to share.
And don't forget the sun screen lotion and your dark glasses if you go searching for the real thing!
And now a Funny Footnote, to finish with...
"When the weed in Langstone Harbour
gives off its pungent smell,
I know God's in his Heaven
and all the world is well!"