I wish I could say I've been gallivanting and simply messing about for the last week or so but, unfortunately, I can't.
I've been working, working, working and busy, busy, busy.
I've removed my themes as, let's face it, I was being a little ambitious.
I'm just going to stick to general, random inspiration and see how it goes from there.
I am a reluctant inhabitant of a landlocked county. I have often dreamed of living by the sea. I lived in Brighton for a couple of years a long, long time ago and I was captivated by the water whatever the season, whatever the weather.
I am not sure where I would like to live if I ever manage to persuade my nearest and dearest to move sea-side. In an ideal fantasy seaside life, I would be installed in an art-deco mansion beside my own private cove with several small crafts, manned by several gansey-dressed fisherman, ready to take me to the nearest quay.
In reality, we don't do seaside much as a family. It's simply too far and unfamiliar for my small-ish, landlubbers. We're not great with sand, or rather food and sand, or indeed sand in places other minerals rarely reach. We're not lovers of traffic jams either or over-priced ice creams, or beach neighbours, or sand-castle-kicker-overers.
Let's stay here then.
2 comments:
Sounds like you need to go to 'millionaire's row' at Sandbanks - beautiful art deco mansions, overlooking beautiful sea with beautiful views - trouble is definitely too many traffic jams to get there.
"Let's stay here then."
As many of our children's friends will be traveling during the upcoming break from school... my family has lovingly referred to our Spring Break destination to be "Remainia,"... since we'll be remaining home.
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