Mud, fabulous, glorious, thick gloopy mud



Just in case the rest of the world isn’t quite clear why yachties on the English East Coast talk so much about mud, I though I would show you this photo taken by Julie. Like a certain sort of film star, it has a kind of sullen, pouting beauty all of its own, don’t you think?

And of course it’s difficult not to think of the Flanders & Swann song about the hippopotamus:

‘Mud, mud, glorious mud
Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood’ 

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