It was not a “Dark and Stormy Night” – but a bright and Sunny day today, so we went to the seaside to collect some seashells for my Mum.
Not much more to say really except “Wish You Were Here” and show some photos or Marseillan Beach and Marseillan Town (the beach is on the Mediterranean and the Port is slightly inland on a huge inland sea-lake.
We collected plenty of sea-shells, but could not get a stick-of-rock for my Mum.




I can hardly wait to go there, I want to be sitting in the chair and at the table drinking un cafe avec des croissants and people watching. I want to run along the beach, or walk, both, skip, it looks so wonderful.
I want to write my name in the sand, collect sea shells. My eyes embrace the pictures you’ve taken, can hardly wait to retire there, in France, beautiful France. Every little corner is an adventure waiting to happen to you…