It’s been some weeks since I touched a boat, so it was pleasant today to get out on the water. We were joined by John Gilmour, whom we haven’t seen since before the summer, when he got a proper job.
Our normally busy local waters were unusually empty and quiet, it being November and all that. We told tall stories of our summer adventures, met a guillemot in its winter plumage, explored the amazing stacks between Swanage and Studland, squeezed through tunnels, planned future trips, huddled in a cave at Old Harry Rocks and finally sipped tea at the best little beach cafe in the world. Then we turned around and did it all over again, in reverse.
Yes thats world’s best cafe with an apostrophe I think…tea always served with a smile!!
And that should be that’s with an apostrophe too…….buck up!