Piers and sunsets

Sat dangling my head from the heights of the pier, notebook in hand, enriched with the sight of the sun setting over the silhouetted sea. Took a seat on one of the old white benches, penning thoughts of today and tomorrow, expectations and desires that flooded me like the waters below. He arrived five minutes later, a broad smile on his face and a soft kiss left on my cheek, a hug that radiated the warmth of the setting sunshine. We walked along the rickety pier scouting for a candy floss stall. After buying our bag of sugar treats we sat down, chatting away as we picked and nibbled, my body flying high on a sugar rush from heaven. As the sun sank lower in the sky we discovered some unused deck chairs and perched ourselves in the direction of the darkening sky. Talking, talking, oh the inhalation of such freshness. On the walk home we ate chips coupled with turkey sausages (despite my dubiousness). Another moment that may have been nothing extravagant, but that I have learnt to appreciate (including you, and you, and you.)

Tonight I am photographing at a Fatboy Slim concert. This means free entry for both me and my guest! & tomorrow I am, of course, guestlisted for Pussycat Club (strangely at the same venue). What a weekend of freebies! Following that Catherine is visiting me on Monday – Weds, then on Weds I am visiting Mari in Birmingham until Sunday, and then Eva is visiting the sunny side of Brighton for a week or so. It’s all gogogo in my life right now.

Loves it! (Thanks Nicole Richie.)