Saturday, 2 October 2010


After a stressful 7 hr journey up to the big smoke, 4 hours of sleep last night, and my dread of 'thoughts from the north shore' turning into 'thoughts from the M4' , I eventually got back to my beloved Devon. However, as the swell spanned across the bay this morning, and H Jnr and I watched on in awe, I was just so grateful to call this home. By the time I eventually got in, the swell was still pumping, but I reckon the best part of my day was picking blackberries for our crumble tonight. Thanks Hector - you know some great blackberry patches !

1 comment:

  1. I could see the swell as I crested the hill at Northam so I hope you had some great waves ,shame the wind never filled in.

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