As mentioned in my last post, I spent a glorious few days post Christmas lulling around in Dorset. After a few days of serious indulgence: more roasts, lots of local beers and polishing off the Christmas chocolates, we decided to head out for a walk with some family and friends.
It was one of those glorious winter days where you revel in the crisp cold air, and can’t imagine that in 4 or 5 months time you’ll be sweating on the tube wearing only a t shirt.
The light on this particular evening was the sort of glow that makes everyone and everything just seem that little bit magical.
Wanting to make the most of our time near the coast, I begged Andy to take me to Sandbanks beach in Poole the next day.
I could just see myself with a lovely holiday apartment on Sandbanks. Unfortunately it just so happens to be the most expensive strip of land in the UK… I think that one might have to wait.
A perfect place to relax before 2015 kicked in.