Ripping yarns, beautiful lies and a few home truths.
Loving all this, really really interesting and colourful stuff.
That's quite a sea running eh?
I am trying to sleuth out where this is....must be east but can't get much closer than that at this stage.
West and Windy Seashell! Thanks Merc and Mr Heron, that sea is inside the reef that supposedly protects the harbour So yes, it's really rough
OK, I think I may know. I will ask you when I see you.
its the kind of see I love.. angry and far away
What a great (and simple) post. Just standing there and watching, looking.Feels like I'm there too.Great writing in the written version. Lovely gentle touch you have Sarah.Funny, those hands and your description of her age don't quite match her voice. We (I) make so many assumptions about age I fear. Like age means senile or some change which denies a youthful energy. The voice carries it all.
I thought that too Mr Hat because I talked to her a lot on the phone before I met her. She's got a wicked sense of humour as well and I'm finding it difficult to develop that at the moment, something to work on.