Last Sunday, as a treat, we went down to Lyme first thing. It was a lovely sunny day, and at 10, not too many people about to park. We took a flask of tea, and treated ourselves to a bacon butty from the Jurassic Diner (the bacon and bread were, fortunately, fresh, and not 200 million years old).
I thought how fortunate we are to live near such a lovely place. We sat on the wall eating our alfresco breakfast, and watched people drinking coffee and reading the papers in the pub garden, little girls walking with Granny and the doll's buggy, couples arm-in-arm, people walking the dog, and boys playing with a frisbee on the sand or playing footie with Dad.
Then we walked along the Cobb, and on the way, talked to one of the lifeboat crew about the tractor they have for launching the boat: it cost £120,000 and can go in the sea several feet deep because the tractor tyres are mostly full of water.
Mother Nature smiled on me today with a cold but sunny morning to spend my hour counting garden birds.