We met for a hearty roast and healthy gossip before heading down to the coast for an afternoon of colour hunting and playing amongst the dunes.
Isn’t there something wonderful about beach huts? You know I love them, I painted my shed like one after all.
There was lots of ohhing and ahhing at the pretty painted huts not to mention the talk of buying one to split between us. Can you imagine how brillient it would be to have your own beach hut? I really wish we had bought one way back when they didn’t cost the same as small houses!
An afternoon of sunshine and fresh air is the perfect antidote to chilly Winter weeks shut away inside. My nose is so firmly on the grindstone at the moment that I probably haven’t been out in the sun for even an hour most days this month.
The promise of Spring was certainly in the air for a few short hours, let’s hope it’s not long until the season begins to turn.
And all the cool bloggers have bobbles on their hats, dontchaknow…