We ate a packed lunch in one of the car parks a short walk back from the headland. Here's the view we had westwards towards the Birling Gap-
And this was the view inland
The Range Rover belonging to the Beachy Head Chaplaincy drove past at least twice. I Googled the information and it seems there are around 20 suicides a year.
The edge isn't fenced off. The Daily Mail likes to go "Tut-tut" over pictures of people teetering on the brink. Silly, stuffy old Mail! Have their journalists never been young? I'd be a teeterer myself if I weren't so scared of heights. There are more important things in life than health and safety.
Actually, I did get quite close. Then the shuddering began and I backed away. Here's a picture of some flowers clinging to the very last inch of England.
I like the notion of flowers clinging to the very last inch of England. Some of them appear to be what we call Queen Anne's Lace, although they could be something else, such as cow parsnip. Others look a bit like yarrow.