Home on a bright, crisp winters day with one of my doggies, Max
The next 15 miles westward from Brighton is not particularly attractive. Industrial, traffic-choked and heavily urbanised.
Only once Worthing is reached, then passed, does it become open once more and the promenade out of Worthing and through
Goring to the small village of ferring is a highly attractive one.
From Ferring it changes completely. A series of private housing estates cause the major roads to swing inland, leaving a small enclave of quiet, unspoilt beaches reached only by
small estate roads. It is unique, and for me it is home.
This is where I live, Sharing home with my Sister and our two doggies, a couple of hundred yards from the beach where most of my days at home are spent.