A Breath of Sea Air

The ideal companion when away from home and away from the sea is a Yorkshire poet.

‘ Ian walks barefoot to the sea to see the sun rise. He is attacked by seagulls and midges, and wasps. He eats a lot of fish and chips and it is always the best yet. He nearly avoids a frisbee. He searches for jazz in Scarborough. He walks. He even tries to run. But mostly he savours the sea and our seaside thoughts, and our seaside dreams.’
Lovely stuff.