Saturday, June 28, 2008

Down to the sea again..

At last, I felt ready to go for a walk by the sea. And it was a glorious, blue-sky day with a stiff breeze and not a cloud to be seen. As I turned towards the Pier and Brighton, there was a stunning sea-scape. Across the whole bay the waves, topped with white horses, were racing towards the shore and crashing in white foam onto the shingle. Wind Surfers and Kite Surfers were out in droves, throwing themselves into the surf and riding what looked like impossible waves. Those Kite Surfers must be very fit, because they leap into the air, twisting and turning, and somehow manage to hold onto their kites, land on their boards and manoeuvre themselves out to sea and back again - and all this in very rough and windy conditions. It's what I'd call an extreme sport. The seagulls were enjoying the weather too; they were swooping, diving, hovering and floating on what were obviously perfect thermals. Their cries of delight echoed around, and you could almost see the smiles on their beaky faces!

As I walked, I passed someone who looked very like an old lover of mine. So much so that I turned around to check, but no - he was probably 20 years younger than the one I remembered. He was part of my life for a while, when the children were fairly young, but sadly it didn't last. Those of you who are of a delicate disposition probably shouldn't read on, because it was his body I remember most. He was always lovely and warm and brown, and had a furry back. (I have to say this is not the sort of thing I would normally find attractive, but it suited him.) He was the best kind of lover, I think because he genuinely liked women, and he was funny too. We did have a very nice relationship for a while. I'm sorry, Dear Reader, if I have offended you, but it was a lovely memory and it made me smile all the way to the Beach Cafe..

This morning (Sunday) was another bright sunshiny day, so Gay Friend and I went to the Car Boot Sale up at Brighton Station. There's always good stuff to be had there, so we had an interesting time. I bought a pink gingham tablecloth and a circular tray with a wire rim, both to use on the balcony, and a lovely long sparkly dress thingy for only a fiver - don't know if I'll ever wear it though. GF bought a great Panama hat (genuine and a bit frayed, but only £3) and some Sixties sunglasses in a perfect case, with four different coloured lenses. He deliberated for ages over an old, ticking-covered bolster, but decided against it in the end. Afterwards we came back and had lunch in the sun on my balcony, and when he went home I retired for a little nap. All in all, it was the perfect day..

17 comments:

Expatmum said...

Sounds fabulous and I love the sound of your sparkly thingy! I spent most of the day washing and ironing while 5 year old played havoc with teenager's deodorant out of sheer boredom! However, all in preparation for coming back to England!!!

the mother of this lot said...

This reminded me of the John Masefield poem 'I must go down to the sea again, to the lonely sea and sky....'

Have you read 'Gift from the Sea' by Anne Morrow Lindbergh? I think you would like it.

A Mother's Place is in the Wrong said...

Dear Expatmum, how blooming exciting! We so look forward to having you back in the bosom of good old Blighty. (Sorry about the mixed metaphors.) Yes, the sparkly thing is gorgeous, but I fear I may be 20 years too old for it! M :-(

A Mother's Place is in the Wrong said...

Hi The Mother, yes, I know the John Masefield one well. It was one of those we memorized at school, and always strikes a chord with me here. But I don't know "Gift from the Sea" - I will track it down. This seems to be my poetry week! M :-)

Donna said...

Don't you love those kinds of old memories? A time for warmth and being special to someone...you don't think of how it ended, just...what Was. Happy day sweetie!!hughugs

Maggie May said...

That was a lovely post ....... even the furry back!

Working mum said...

Sounded a lovely day.

I know a Kite Surfer. My boss's son seems to be making a career out of it despite having a degree in Mathematics. Much to the annoyance of my boss who paid for his degree! (At least he's got it 'to fall back on')

A Mother's Place is in the Wrong said...

Dear Donna, you're so right, it was special. Thanks for visiting. Hugs, M xx

Thanks, Maggie, funny what we remember isn't it? M :-)

Hi Working Mum, and thanks for visiting. It was a lovely day. I'm full of admiration for anyone who can do Kite Surfing - and it does look much more exciting than Mathematics! M :-)

GoneBackSouth said...

It's great to be able to get this stuff down on your blog so you won't ever forget it. Sounds idyllic, especially the remembering an old lover part.

Frankofile said...

What lovely summer finds - the items from the boot sale, that is (though the kite surfers, seagulls and memories sound fun too). And your blog!

A Mother's Place is in the Wrong said...

Hi GBS, and thanks for your visit. I agree, I love the fact that it's all written down - especially with my memory the way it is at the moment. I have to grab it when it appears! M xx

Hi Frankofile - lovely to hear from you and thanks for the comments. It's a great summer for memories so far! M xx

aims said...

Just catching up after my 5 days of fun.

The water - the water. You know how I feel about that! I had a feeling you might be thinking about me as you wrote....it was lovely and I was - almost - there.

A Mother's Place is in the Wrong said...

Hi aims , well that is strange because I was thinking of you - I know how much you love the sea. So pleased you had a lovely break. M xx

family affairs said...

oooh old lovers...I'm beginning to amass my own....he sounded lovely, and just in response to your question about the GORGEOUS builder in my photograph - are you mad? Of course he's not the "other" one....do you think I would have had any doubts - other builder more the short fat variety - but strong biceps and big hands - must stop - getting carried away Lx

A Mother's Place is in the Wrong said...

Dear Lulu, old lovers, now there's a good subject to focus on, funny how the body parts are the bits we remember! But you do seem to be getting a bit carried away!! M :-)

Lavinia Ladyslipper said...

I enjoyed this post---no offence whatsoever.....your recollections of the old lover were wistful and sweet...I liked your description of your day by-the-sea. I arrived here via another blog, which had you on its sidebar....intriguing name you have chosen for your blog, it's cute!

A Mother's Place is in the Wrong said...

Hi Lavinia and thank you so much for visiting and commenting. It was the loveliest day. And as for the name? Well, if you look back at some of my posts you'll see how easy it is to be "in the wrong"!!
M xx
PS Yours is a gorgeous name too..