The road to the beach

Visited RHS Wisley today, as a member of the RHS it would have been rude not to.  It's much larger than Harlow Carr, and it was immaculately tended, but the Yorkshire lass in me definitely would say that Harlow Carr trumped it.  Couple of extras of a most charming of woodland paths, and a welcome visitor whilst photographing a lily.  Purchased a cushion, some coasters and a 'things to do' pad....all very useful for when I'm lounging with a glass of wine, contemplating what I really should be doing.  Mr Lupes purchased a hat....and he now looks like a cricket umpire.
On to Lancing beach (thank you for the recommendation 60plus!) where the beach huts were colourfully lined up like Brighton terraces.  Chino really couldn't care two hoots about the sea, I think he much prefers fields with sheep. And what a treat of a cafe on the seafront, Eton Mess cake and doggie biscuits for Chino whilst we watched the swimmers and windsurfers in/on/in the sea.  Enjoying ourselves down South??? ......Oh yes indeed :)