every now and again I find myself getting stressed with stuff (especially, but not solely with work) and have to make a concerted effort to get down to the beach. so on saturday after a good day, even considering I had just watched my favourite professional rugby team loose. I remembered that I hadn't see the sea for a while even though I live less than a mile from the ocean and that I had been running around after myself for a few days being very unproductive. so I just took a tiny detour on the drive home to spend some time at the beach at sunset. It doesn't take much to make me realise just how lucky I am to live where I do.
as I mentioned in mondays post I was back sussex over this past weekend. I grew up sussex, having been born in brighton. always say that brighton is a lovely place to come from rather than a lovely place to live. having moved to cornwall many years ago now I consider cornwall home. very occasionally brighton & hove becomes special, this past sunday was one of those days. we went to 
