Purveyor of Bollocks to the Crowned Heads of Europe
Thursday, 23 January 2014
Meeting Van Helsing on Whitstable beach
I saw this on the beach at Whitstable late one night, when I lived in a little house which backed onto it.
I see someone has left a paper cup on the water's edge so that passers by can do what I did that night - scoop out some of the water where I last saw the luminescence and give it a shake to light it up again.
The creatures are totally transparent, and only light up when agitated. As the surf sweeps for a mile or so against the shore, a wave of light accompanies it, then quickly goes out again, like a Mexican wave.
This was not the only strange sight I saw on that beach in Whitstable. When out walking on it at about 6.00 am one day, I saw a lone figure walking toward me. There was only us two on the flotsam line. It was Peter Cushing.
We said 'good morning' to each other, and carried on in opposite directions.