Yup… This picture was taken on Saturday 1st October 2011 near Durdle Door.
Didn’t quite make it over to the island, when I took me dip, but sitting on the beach set me a pondering as to what that teeny, weeny bloke, sat over there all on his lonesome, was finking. The beach was crowded, by the way, so he probably wouldn’t have noticed little ol’ me languishing on the pebble dashed shores.
Somehow, the idea of a desert island can seem romantic, but it’s not where we are, what we’re doing, or where we’re going that matters, it’s who we’re with. So… with that thought in mind, and now there’s no life guards stationed on the beaches, me finks I better start looking for “company” for me ongoing pursuits!
