the sea was an azure blue with an iridescent sheen. It waved to me, I waved back. The sand lay like a golden sheet with its edge lapped by the gentle waters. The sky was as blue as the sea with not a cloud to b to be seen. The sun beat down endlessly warming everything with its comforting glow. And I sat with a beautiful lady beneath a coloured umbrella on the quayside at Brixham and ate a fresh prawn salad. Could life get much better?
