Over on the little Starcross ferry to Exmouth today.
A large seal was lying out on a jetty as we chugged past. ‘We don’t know its name’ said the ferry boatman.
It could be the ‘Harold’ seen over in Torbay.
On Exmouth beach the sand was white and the sun was lovely. We got sunburnt faces (in September) eating our bacon sarnies.
The windsurfers were all over the sea and sky, having a whale of a time.
And then we’ve plopped on the ferry back to Starcross.
Our Harold had scarpered.
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