By Tony May
Living in Hastings has been quite an experience of late. With seemingly continuous rain and high winds battering the town day and night (causing trees to come down and green bins to topple over and spill their contents about the place) and dangerously high tides smashing into the coastline life in the town has felt more like a trip out in the R.N.L.I. boat in treacherous seas than that of a seaside retreat in winter. Continue reading Cliff Fall At Rock-A-Nore