We were tired and fattened and half drunk from dinner, but the early evening was warm and calm. Before the train back to London, we walked down along the shore to catch the last light that Whitstable Bay could spare. It was beautiful. We could have spent the night sleeping right there on the sand, but she’d already paid for the return tickets.
Month: October 2018
Guinness and Illicit Affairs in Dublin City
I can’t escape the feeling that I spend a disproportionate amount of my time on this posting platform in apology for not posting enough. I fear that this might be another such occasion. However, I am not without my reasons/excuses. In the last 3 months I have changed jobs (yet again), moved to a new…