Eating Dorset Apple Cake with Penny ...

I shared the slice of Dorset Apple Cake with Penny - 

We'd walked from Durdle Door to Lulworth Cove - 

Strong winds drove foaming waves through the ancient arch - its shadow fell upon the bright turbulent sea like memory - 

We gazed down at Saint Oswalds Bay, at the waves breaking upon the narrow beach, the line of dark rocks offshore dreadlocked with kelp and spray - 

The wind blew against us as we walked along the cliff top path - 

We saw a kestrel hover just above the windswept grass - 

The pebbles on the beach of Lulworth Cove were smooth and white as bone - 

Inside The Old Boathouse Cafe, we ate our succulent cake - 

A  beautiful Japanese girl came in with four Japanese boys - she had a scarf wrapped around her neck - her skin was the colour of pale honey  

Penny was flying to New Zealand the next day - 

Already, perhaps, she was imagining she was above the clouds - 

11.45

Wednesday 3 February 2016

The Old Boathouse Cafe

Lulworth Cove

Purbeck

Dorset