the corner office

My in-laws are coming for a visit. My father-in-law came a week early, and we all trekked down to the coast for the weekend for the Goodwood Festival of Speed. Which is to say, I chilled out in a nearby farm cottage and baby-sat the young man while Ronwen and her dad went to Goodwood. Another way to put it is that Leo and I stayed nice and dry and Ronwen and her dad got rained on. We stayed at a place called Brookfield Farm, which I can highly recommend for getaways.

With the bleak weather, we didn't get to do much sight-seeing. We did make our way into Bognor Regis, which is, the signs proclaimed, a 'seaside resort'. Um. Some parts of it were quite pretty and perhaps our short visit didn't allow us to do the place justice. Either way, I did get to see the sea, and saw and set foot on my first ever pebble beach:

The pebbles make the most amazing rattling noise as the water moves over them. They're a bitch to walk on barefoot (geddit?), but you can wear shoes or sandals and not have to worry about sand getting in everywhere. I'm more of a walk-along-the-beach person than a suntan-and-volleyball person, so I think I could get to like pebble beaches.