White cliffs, white sea

More fireplace business this morning. Off to speak to a man in a fireplace shop in Seaford, who was very helpful, and ended up telling me about his mother who he lost last year. He gave me some good advice. After talking to Mum and her showing me the fireplace with her iPad, it finally clicked that we could just get the plate and not need all the surrounds. I showed the man in the shop the fireplace, and he showed me where to measure what was there already to ensure we were going to buy the right size of plate. 

Lift you off your feet wind today. I went for a long walk, and some of it by the seafront. Was jostled and shoved by the wind. Otherwise bright, and with a white sea, which looked excellent with the white clouds.

A bit weary this afternoon after my buffeting walk, and dozed. I am definitely fitting better into my clothes and the persistent walking seems to be helping lots.

Spoke to Toby this evening, after he sent me a podcast interview with Brian Eno. Later Lorraine and I went mad and booked a cheeky week in Greece for the week after by birthday. A short break is just the ticket, even though the weather may be a bit squeaky.

Match of the day... Chelsea beat Liverpool. All well.

Below white cliffs and white sea at Splash Point.