It's been 7 months since I've been out to see the Bridges. They still provide a sense of strength.

A walk away from the crowds towards the Shell beds, my childhood beach, and back for a hot chocolate. Didn't feel brave enough to visit other old haunts. Blooming freezing too.

Booked my first pub lunch for next Wednesday, bookings are already more scarce than hen's teeth. A date in the diary, how exciting.