The 17th & 18th; To smell the salt in the air.
The 17th of August. I needed to smell the sea.
It's now a tradition that we go on a coastal holiday each year, but this year it didn't really happen. Our time in Shaldon wasn't blessed with great weather or health on my part so there were no seaside excursions. I feel like it does me good to be near the ocean, to smell the salt in the air and feel the sun, so while Daddy has been off this week, I proposed we have a trip to a beach. Today was our only available day, so off we went to Weston-super-Mare.
We arrived about half twelve and joined the queue of people searching for a car park. Thankfully the parking fairy was with us, and we found a space on the street where we could park for free with the blue badges. Mommy had done some research into good fish and chip places, and had seen one called Winston's which appeared to be pretty reputable. It was an excellent choice; the batter on the fish was really crispy and the chips weren't too greasy, so if you ever do a trip, I recommend it.
We them walked/drove all the way to the top of the beach, enjoying all the fun dogs that people had brought with them - always a bonus of the seaside. Once there was no more beach, we turned around and went back to the car, stopping for ice cream on the way. That was all I needed.
We drove home via the Gloucester services, stopping for coffee and a small amount of shopping. Lots of traffic. My back hurts. Worth it though.
The 18th of August.
Oof I am tired. Two busy days, now I need a proper lie-in. It would be good if I could fall asleep before one am. Bah.
This morning, I wrote up the blog post of my anniversary day, and wrote about yesterday. Then I went to get that PetPlan forms from the cat room so I could fill in the paperwork for Betty's adoption this afternoon.
We had lunch while catching up on Wednesday's Celebrity Masterchef, and shortly after it finished, Michael, Betty's new owner, arrived.
We ticked the various boxes and signed in appropriate places, then went to get Betty into the carrier. She was not keen, so we had to chuck a lot of Dreamies in so she could have the door shut behind her. Get some more tomorrow!
This afternoon, I watched the first episode of The Defenders, then some Buffy while using up wool crocheting a mandala from my new book. I keep getting pain in my fat arm, like my vessels are being squeezed. I see Andrew on the 31st. We'll chat about it all then.
