Sunday, 29 August 2010

Armor-less with soden Espadrilles



Symptom - A bad attitude in the Dorset fog rolled cliffs.
Remedy - Classic literature, car-singing, red wine, rain walking.
A broken spirit at the forefront of the holiday break soothed by the exchange of stories of broken hearts with LL, a lunch of Guiness and the magnificent refuge of the Colonnade.
Getting away from it all is not an escape enough from oneself.
The beach beckons once again, this time with company.

1 comment:

A rambling rose said...

A moody photo ! August has also left me with dampened spirts and sodden sandals! I like the link to Brighton Pier - haven't been there for years! Must visit again