No Crabby Pants Allowed, Only Happy Clams

As I write this post the bank holiday weekend still has half of Monday left but I can say without a shadow of a doubt that it has been one of my best long weekends for ages.

I am at peace with ‘the me’ down at the beach. Whether it be short walks on the beach, long walks to neighbouring towns, a cheeky English breakfasts at The Perch, read a paper with tea and a bit of cake at Toast By The Coast or simply rainy lazy afternoons laying with Melanie on the couch, it is simply heaven.

I am no sun worshipper but I do believe that seashells are better than snowflakes. Just simply let the waves hit your feet and the sand be a your seat.