Ghostly Aliens?

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As regular readers of this blog will know, one of my frequent daily dog walks is around the local derelict fort. It probably won’t come to anyone’s surprise that the area often attracts a lot of teenagers, particularly on summer evenings and at weekends. They’re mostly harmless, and I can’t say that I’ve ever had a problem or witnessed one beyond some littering and graffiti.

The graffiti is the usual sort of thing – tags, initials, you know what I mean. Recently though the alien ghosties pictured above have been appearing. I think they’re quite amusing, and they seem to setting a trail (but I won’t be following it). They’re placement is quite apt in the archways of the fort and is the kind of place you might expect to come across a ghost, although really it’s more likely to be a 19th Century soldier or a WWII anti-aircraft gunner, than a white sheet with antennae.

Ruby Looses Her Ball, Finds it Again

  
One of our regular walks (almost daily while the wet weather has been about) is around Fort Fareham. Built to defend us from French invasion, it’s now a light industrial site and area for recreation.

As the trees have lost their leaves Ruby has started to notice the squirrels, particularly as they have been so active in the mild weather. A few days ago she saw one and went on a chase, although the pursuit was short lived (she hasn’t worked out the whole tree climbing thing), she dropped her ball. The video below shows what happened next.

Deer, Oh Deer

Walking the Fort
Walking the Fort

A couple of weeks ago, I wrote about not seeing deer on my way to work in the mornings. I’ve been on “leave” the last couple of weeks, my official last day in my current job is tomorrow, which has obviously given me more time to take longer morning walks with the dogs.

This morning we were on our way around the fort when I heard something crashing through the bottom of “the moat”. Being Summer the vegetation is now green and lush, and it is difficult to see any distance, but I did glimpse the bouncing white tails of two Roe Deer. I’ve seen deer here before, but not that often as there are just too many people about. We’d obviously spooked them, and they weren’t hanging around, but it’s good to know that I still might see deer in the mornings.