My great big water park
Finally! This is the kind of week I moved down to Falmouth for! I've been swimming on the beach every day since Saturday. I'm sure we never had the weather for it last year. I've been going down to the beach around low tide every day (did I mention I had several days of leave booked for this week? I was going to do some writing, but who really needs another Cornish novel?) Low tide is perfect for getting one's space on the beach not too near annoying families, old people who insist on changing in front of you(in case they get a chill from going in the sea), Italian school parties and gossiping women who really do want you to hear all about their love life! It also means that the sea turns into a great big water park as it's relatively shallow and everyone can go out well into the bay and bob around on inflatable boats, launch canoes, float on bodyboards, play frisbee in ankle deep water and still not get in the way of me having a good swim. And the sea's not cold. Honest! Okay, it was on Saturday, but really it isn't now.