So I stopped at Smugglers (the most Southerly fish and chip shop) for a bag of chips. As I headed down Lighthouse Road I had to pull up to take a pic. This is when I remind myself how incredibly lucky I am to be living here.
Once home I grabbed a bottle of wine and my kindle and headed out to the picnic tables to enjoy a spot of alfresco dining.
I was reading my Kindle when I heard a loud tapping sound somewhere behind me. I ignored it and carried on reading, I do like a bit of Lucy Diamond and was getting to the bit when everyone has nearly come out the other side. The tapping continued. I was convinced it was children knocking on their window, but I eventually turned around and there was Jeremy (Chris, fairly confident it was Jeremy and not Jonathan Livingston), my word he is a persuasive bird with some excellent beak tapping strength but he got no joy.
As I headed indoors he flew off to what I presume he views as his position of Lighthouse Keeper.
Love from The Lizard Girl.
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