Living by the sea we get alot of sea mist… its very weird when it comes in to the city.. makes everything very surreal… the air gets really damp and.. this will sound odd but i assure you it happens… the air tastes of salt.

When I leave home in the mornings.. I drive down a steep hill and the city is way off in the distance… if the sea mist is in it looks like a bag of cotton wool exploded in the river… (I’ll try to take a picture next time it happens). Today it just looked a little grey over the river… but as I drove down from HB’s school… (which also has an amazing view of Plymouth Sound… the lighthouse was cospicuous by its absence… the mist was in. When I got to the office it was incredibly grey and dull… a different world to the one I had left behind some 20 minutes earlier at the top of the hill. The mist lingered for most of the morning prompting.. at one stage… a phone call from a secretary in our other office telling me to look out of the back door… the Civic Centre (our cities tallest building) was on fire. I assured her that it was just the sea mist but she was so convinced that the mist surrounding the top of the building was smoke that I double checked. And called her back to reassure her that yes.. it was still sea mist.. no matter how murky it was looking.

The sunshine finally broke through in the late afternoon and when HB called to tell me she was safely home from school I told her to change quickly.. gather up Big Bro and catch the bus into the city so that we could enjoy an evening on the Hoe. An hour later the two of them stumble into the office and before you know it I’m looking at a huge great power boat on the Hoe. I’d forgotten all about the Power Boat Championships taking place this weekend. We always watch as a family.. and this year instead I’ll be in a bowling alley with my daughter and 11 girls between the ages of 14 and 15… AM I MAD???????


Dinner was enjoyed in The Terrace… ham off the bone served with chips and a squishy fried egg.. the first I’ve eaten in ages. Washed down with a Mocha….

The view that we had as we sat eating our dinner was spectacular. Evenings in the sunshine on the Hoe are always magical.. today was no different. Where the umbrellas are is where we sat… A Belgian frigate came in… sweeping past us at a rate of knots that fair concerned the boys out swimming. Its surprising just how fast the boats and ships in the Sound do travel at.. they always look as though they are going quite slowly.. until they draw level with us and go tanking off into the Dockyard.

A perfect end to the day….