This morning I met up with my two oldest friends at our local 'celebrity' cafe for coffee.
I've known Julie since we were about 5 years old and Stella since 3rd year Chemistry....I think we were around 14.
When you have known friends that long it's very easy company to be in, an hour and a half passed in no time even with the addition of a small child! He was a very good boy and there were no tears (from any of us)
This time of year the East Beach Cafe is mainly left to locals so it was more or less empty which was nice.
A body had been found nearby on the beach Tuesday morning, near to the cafe - rumours he had been crushed by wood I feel have been exaggerated to stop people making off with any. It seems it's always dog walkers who come across bodies washed up on the beach....I don't expect Harry and I will ever stumble across one as we're never up early enough!
Now returned I feel a spot of baking coming on - I thought I would treat myself to some cake this morning but the selection was very lack lustre.
As we were making our way back to the car, Stella suddenly shouted, rather loudly, 'Mind the dog shit' as well there was definitely a hazard that needed to be avoided and a rather well dressed man who was passing heard and joined in with our laughter.... It's everywhere at the moment:(