I was down on the beach this morning, taking part in Keep Britain Tidy's Big Tidy Up. Well, actually, as there were only six of us, it was more like a Little Tidy Up.
The wind was so strong that it was hard to keep your footing and my eyes and nose were soon streaming most unbecomingly. But the beach was just SO beautiful - almost deserted (save for us in our fetching green plastic jackets), tide out and the
sand stretching out far into the distance. Worth braving the unruly elements just to be there - magical! Most common finds: bottle tops, bits of string, drinking straws and discarded disposable lighters. (Just because they're called
"disposable" doesn't mean they can be disposed of on our beach!) Most unusual finds: an old shirt and a pair of battered trainers. We had planned to spend two hours on the beach but after an hour and a quarter battling the wind we were all so exhausted
that we called it a day.
Shopping trip, armed with a Debenhams Gift Card, a present from the lovely Lynn who was my PA in the days when I had a diary to be organised and meetings to be planned.
Such fun to shop, bag a bargain, and not spend a penny of my own money. Thanks, Lynn!
Work has started on demolishing our front wall and uprooting two massively overgrown bushes in preparation
for the redesigning of our front garden. This is yet another retirement project - though "redesigning" may be a bit too grand an aim. Mr B warns me that, without the cover of the towering bushes, I must no longer cavort about the kitchen in my
Far, far worse that that - the demolition job revealed a blackbird's nest, with two perfect blue eggs in it. Disaster! I feel like a killer - I AM a killer! I will never
be able to look Mrs Blackbird in the beak again.........