So we had a stroll up the path to the Marriott, West Cliff. Yes you guessed, for an Aspall. And we savoured it sitting on the terrace in the still bright warm sun. A beautiful day for the ‘half-termers’ to end their break.
On the way up, I was still looking for a blip. Husband is not one for hanging around so continued up the path. And then I spotted a couple stroking this cat, perched on the fence overlooking the sea.
Where on earth it had come from? It certainly looked well fed and cared for. And then I realised this would be today’s blip. And took it just in time, before he disappeared into the undergrowth and down the cliff.