Libster, lobster, labster, Lee

 

1987 and our first holiday in Bermuda. We stayed at a hotel in Flatts and regularly went snorkelling at Shelley Bay. On the right side of the bay was a rock formation, the home to Lobster Lee. We visited him nearly every day. Named after the Spike Milligan poem which goes:

Libster, lobster, labster, Lee
Living in the deep blue sea
Libster Lobster where are you?
Gone to lunch, back at two.

Lobster Lee's home is represented in the red dot here: