We’re back to doing what we do best – finding family. Like a Phoenix rising from the rubble, we’ve taken a few knocks but refuse to be beaten and will continue, with a quiet dignity, towards achieving our goal.
This is just one of the many ways in which I think we (and Ian in particular) resemble a young Kerry Katona.
I like beaches, but not the ones with mainly nuded people browning on.
I like the ones with rockpools and bits of stuff to look at and maybe some rain – ones where people aren’t pretending not to stare at each other while slopping themselves with cream.
And, although the sea is beautiful to look at, it is always worth remembering that there are 100s of things in there that are better adapted to swimming about than humans, and that don’t want the humans there, and that have teeth and biters and stings.