It may not be the sparkling, blue sky day that Brenda and I had last time we went out, but it has a beauty all its' own.
Having spent until midday nattering in her living room as the rain pitter-pattered softly against her windows, we struck out for the sea.
Clevedon was our first port of call, after a spot of shopping, its' PEIR a marvel of VICTORIANA and Flatholme a marvel of an island.
Portishead called us, as did a cuppa in the little beach cafe.
It's another VICTORIAN GEM,
that's well worth a visit.
It has a tranquillity
and charm that will call me back, over and over again.
Go there, you know you want to!
