Dreaming of the sea

 


We've had a really beautiful spell of hot weather, and it's made me think of how much I want to go to the seaside. I lived in Cornwall for a while, and I often miss it, but my heart belongs to Kimmeridge bay in Dorset. As children, me and my brothers spent most of our weekends and summers camping and going to Kimmeridge. We'd swim, go rock-pooling, windsurfing, sail in my Dad's little boat, draw on the rocks, and take the steep walk up to Clavell's tower and along the cliff path.

Last June, my two older brothers and I took a day trip to Kimmeridge, it was so lovely to visit and remember how much fun we had! All this week I'm dreaming of swimming in that deep, cold, inky blue water.