I’m in Eastbourne for a friend’s wedding and I’ve stumbled across a really lovely guesthouse. The patrons Caroline and Howard are the most welcoming people – they even moved their car so I could park.
I spent faaar too long struggling to get to Eastbourne last night, by the time I finally made it Caroline and Howard had come up with a scenario about me ~ they thought, as the tennis was also on that weekend, that I was a top tennis umpire ~ love it, but alas not correct.
I’m escorted to this lovely little table on the balcony and brought the magazine and travel sections only ~ there’s too much bad news in the papers for a wedding day I’m told.
It’s a lovely way to start the day ~ sun on my feet, blue skies, fresh coffee, watching the world go by.