Walked to the beach a couple of hours ago. It was already busy, lots of people on the sand, lots more on the prom, and my usual cafe was packed, with a long queue outside.
When you live by the sea you tend to think of the beach as your own special place, because for ten months of the year it’s mostly deserted. But midsummer, it belongs to the crowd.
I might go into the garden with a bottle of wine, but not til later in the afternoon.
Mad dogs… etc.