Hi all, Just got back from Weymouth after a short break away with Sharon my wife. The sun was shinning and there wasn't a spare inch left on the beach.
I found that even though we walked for miles my breathing was the best its been for a long time. O'k I used plenty of oxygen but even when walking up to the fort on the hill over looking the bay I was surprised to reach the top without stopping and in pretty good shape too.
We strolled through a park area over looking the part of the bay where Ben Ainslie won his Olympic gold medal while a squirrel ran around our ankles begging for food. He was very amusing and persistent but we had no food to give, I'm sure he wasn't going to starve though as he was very good as begging and there was plenty of people around would only be too pleased to feed him.
We were also entertained by a family of young ring plovers on the harbour wall, they were darting around under our feet as we walked and were very funny to watch. Next a Cormorant joined in the show, he had caught a large eel and was struggling to swallow it, he must have been very hungry as he battled with it for 5 minutes or more until he finally succeeded in keeping it down.
After all this walking it was time to return to the guest house where we sat looking out of the open bay window in our room at the sea only yards away while emptying a bottle of sauvignon blanc. It was a perfect end to a day and I completely forgot about my illness and just enjoyed life.
Maybe we should all move to the coast and take in a little sea air, with fish and chips, ice creams a few pints thrown in for good measure.