The sky scape was quite different today , Salvador Dali type flat white clouds which hang stationary in the air as though suspended below a deep blue sky which pales to turquoise on the horizon . I managed to get V down the steps and into her wheelchair and we set off eastwards to go along the newly extended promenade which is part of the sea defences . It is easy walking with the wheel chair and you soon leave the hustle and bustle of Lyme behind .Suddenly you are round into the next bay and the all-pervading smell of seaweed and salt assails the nostrils .Time for deep breaths of sea air . As we go on it is with pleasure ,tinged with sadness as we pass small beaches where in the past we have beach combed . V was always an avid scavenger ,blue sea washed glass, tiny pieces of smooth porcelain , shells , fossils bits of old rope and cork ,fishing net you name and you will probably find it arranged in some way in our kitchen at home .But now all we can do is look down from above -never again will we walk the beach ,head down looking for that illusive treasure to add to the collection.We were both aware of each others loss and it was a very poignant moment.There was only one answer - return the way we had come and have ice-cream -which we did .