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..