Eastbourne: Day Four

I have some silly expectation that since I’m in England on vacation, I should be constantly entertaining you.  Spectacular new vistas, experiences and insights.  But right now I feel blah … and I’m not going to dress it up pretty.

I think I’ve had too much sun at the tennis court.  Maybe just too much tennis.  I’m sitting with a friendly beer on a wee terrace by a pebble beach.  In front of me is endless water – the English Channel.  The vista is lovely.  There are seagulls flying low over the land … my favourites.  And me?  I’m so-so.

There’s no requirement for a human being to be happy all the time.  I checked the mirror this morning and I’m definitely human.

Wow … I just started smiling.  I wonder what that’s about.

Thirty minutes ago, I slid onto a wooden bench, sheltered from the wind by some bushes.  The fellow on another bench was feeding the gulls.  I wanted to be up close and personal. 

The birds were battling each other for the thrown food.  Wings in the air were close.  I got a good photo:

Cool. I realize that I don’t want to write anymore this evening. I’ll just finish with this: I made eight or ten people laugh today. If I had the energy, I’d tell you the details, but I don’t. I hope their smiles have lingered.

Maybe I’ll have funny stories tomorrow

And maybe not!

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