Just one of the many houses that Pips, and I, fancy living in.
It was a Bank Holiday Monday and we decided to take a ride to end up in Salthouses and the excellent Cookies, a seafood shack near the beach. There isn't a loo, you use the one in the pub opposite, and they don't sell booze, you get a bottle from the same pub. But on the plus side you get a whole lobster salad for a tenner.