See shells sea shells

Another trip to the beach with the kiddos today and this time we all remembered to don our wellies so instead of just sand it was possible to wade a little and get some shots of other interesting things.

Muscles hold many fond memories. Predominantly sitting in a beach side restaurant in France eating mountains of moules frites with my best friend from a staggeringly young age. It was always the best bit of the holiday.

Once a foodie always a foodie I´d say, so i also started mine young on all seafood delights. Instead of beachside in France, for my kids it tends to be beach or lakeside in Italy consuming volumes upon volumes of Lunguine con Vongole. Yum. Take me back there now!!!