The first days of spring are finally upon us. Having spent all day yesterday stuck inside building a website for our wedding, I declared today a wedding-free zone. After a long lie-in, Aude suggested we go down to St Margaret’s to have some lunch by the seaside – it would be a good chance to enjoy the good weather, take the Corvette for a spin, and generally get out of the house.

The Coast Guard – Between the bottom of the hill and the deep blue sea

Turns out it wasn’t an original idea. After waiting 20 minutes to place my order (with the typical surly English service that implies that being a customer of their establishment is some sort of great privilege) and nearly giving up the will to live, we finally had our order taken – only to be told that they had sold out of nearly everything that was on the menu. So we had two portions of mackerel, because that’s what they had left. It took bloody ages to arrive, and in the end, we were tempted to leave without paying because it was taking so long to get the bill.

Never mind, it was a beautiful day out and a good chance to stretch the Corvette’s legs. It’s been sitting for a while, but after a little TLC and coaxing, it burbled into life and ran absolutely perfectly. Fingers crossed for more warm weather next weekend – it would be great to take the car out two weekends in a row!

The cliffs at St Margaret’s

Boats at St Margaret’s

Another boat at St Margaret’s

Everyone’s a photographer these days!

Holding on to the railing to keep from being blown out to sea!

Clean, shiny, and ready for a long drive to the coast!

Another shot of the Corvette…

It was a beautiful Sunday. But you’ll have to take my word for it…

Apologies for this picture-free update. Chalk it up to old-age senility.

Sunday was predicted to be a beautiful morning, and it lived up to expectation. We woke up early to a crisp morning with clear, sunny skies – something you would expect in September, but an unexpected surprise in the middle of January. I hadn’t taken the Corvette out in a while, so we decided to drive it up to Whitstable, on the coast, for lunch.

I figured that a day out would be an ideal time to take some photos – of the car, of the beach, of the countryside. I charged the batteries, selected and packed the lenses, and packed my camera bag.

In a moment of laziness, we decided to jump into Aude’s car to drive up to the garage where I keep the Corvette. In the ensuing car-swap, I managed to leave the camera in Aude’s car – hence no photos for my blog entry today.

Never mind, my colourful descriptions will have to suffice! We took the car out for a lovely drive, then ended up having lunch at the Hotel Continental where I had a wonderful pot of moules frites worthy of France. They were absolutely delicious. The place was obviously popular, as every table was full when we turned up. I thought we might be turned away for not being properly attired – everyone else seemed to have little kids in tow!

After lunch we took a nice, long walk down the beach and enjoyed the sunshine. Quite a few people were out doing the same thing – when you don’t get good weather very often, you’ve got to enjoy it when you get it.