Line of sight

I went for a long run this morning. It's so different from home because it's totally flat and here, I want to look around as I run, particularly out to sea. At home, I think I look down most of the time, although I guess that's partly due to uneven paving. :(

It was nice having the pier in my line of sight on the return journey.

The afternoon was spent trawling shops with a certain teenager. Saturday queues, and so much waiting.

And I still haven't bought a coffee here. I'm not sure how that's happened. It was definitely in my line of sight when we arrived.

"It could be tomorrow ..."