The great escape

I had no real desire to be at home when Mark got back from his weekend away... he's been on enough of them now that I know he will look and smell pretty bad, and will just take himself straight off to bed. So instead I took the jeep, and headed to the sea with my book and some home made biscuits from yesterday (I made sushi and biscuits...I feel slightly smug about that!). I walked along until I found this tiny patch of sand, and finished reading The War of the Worlds sat here, watching the waves, covered in a mixture of sun cream and biscuit crumbs. Good times!