Escape

Last week we escaped! We left for the airport in a downpour of rain and several hours later arrived at our destination in warmth and sunshine. Bliss!

All we wanted to do was lie out and bask.

The hotel had 'designer' touches!

But what's this?
RAIN!

Never mind, what's a bit of rain when you're from England.

Time to hire bikes and explore the town,

where, luckily for me, there were cycle paths.

And the weather improved.

Pit stop.

It was good!

Some days the sea was rough.

But on our last morning it was like a mill pond.

Fabulous!

And then we came home.

Wonderful weekend!

Print by Stephen Jacobson, in photo below right.

Our book group went to the seaside this weekend.

(Same gang photographed in France several years ago.)

Once again our hosts were Tony and Andy.

It felt like being aboard an ocean liner inside their flat!

All the beach huts were closed for the winter.

On the coastal path we walked by this deserted house.

 Shades of Norman Bates!

Or Edward Hopper.

I wonder what it's like inside?

After our Sunday morning walk we had to leave our friends, (thank you all for such great company) because we had been called to a 

PRIZE-GIVING AT THE PALACE!

No, not THAT palace, but the Bishop's Palace in Wells

where Himself had won a prize in their Literary Festival short-story competition.

Ew, er, the excitement!

The author, Louisa Young, conferred with organizer, Kate Hudson.

Himself received his prize,

his mug shot was checked

and then we went home.

What a wonderful weekend!