A rare moment

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Low tide at dusk ~ 05.05.05

As predicted, and it didn't take a genius, this mornings news bought with it a degree of disappointment....hey ho, life goes on and if nothing else the general election provided the opportunity for a small treat and a lovely evening yesterday.

The necessity to place a cross in a box in the afternoon forced me from my usual position infront of this machine, something that as a rule is not easy! PG had the afternoon off and we had one or two other chores to attend to in town so off we headed in bright sunshine first to the polling station. Nothing new there, a dingy local hall with even more dingy individuals in attendance, crosses were duly placed in boxes, amidst my giggling at something PG said, aforementioned dingy individuals looked somewhat less than amused at our adolescent behaviour and duty done we left post haste.

On then into town, which was busier than we are used to of late, holiday makers and tourists beginning to fill the streets as they do each spring.

Chores attended too, we went to fix a friends pc and then it was time for our treat. Fish and chips on the beach in early dusk! I just love it, it's the small things in life that make it worthwhile and having spent the majority of my life land-locked, I still adore that we can sit by the ocean at whim. We don't do it often enough, we really should make the effort but when we do eject ourselves beach-ward it still remains a joy. We sat like fools eating out of carboard boxes while attemping to look through binoculars at what PG assured me was a seal, though I strongly disputed he saw anything other than a rock, well I couldn't see it! We giggled and joked and fed seagulls with chips, a cardinal sin for they are not to be encouraged, we kissed like teenagers and watched dogs playing in the light surf.

As the sun began to set we drove home along lanes as yet untravelled by myself, little places I have always meant to go but in the day to day of life have never yet managed. There were lambs (no mention of mint sauce please, PG has already been there), trees, heavy with pink and white blossoms, all manner of birds beginning their nightly tasks and in the falling sunlight everything was greener than green, with wonderful shadows cast everywhere.

It was one of those evenings when all felt well in our little world , one of those moments of complete peace, that if planned can never be attained.