Shipstall Point ...

Yesterday, we went to Arne - we'd got tired of TV - whenever I closed my eyes, I saw Chief Inspector Barnaby at the wheel of his Rover, or Doc Martin fuming in his surgery - 

The tide was out by the time we got to Shipstall Point - I walked along a spit of sand and bleached turf, leaving the others behind - 

For a while, I felt like a mariner, cast upon a strange shore - I sought meaning in the seabirds' footprints - I heard the music of my heart - 

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January 2 2015

Shipstall Point 

Arne