New Years Sea

New Years Day; a tradition with me and the Captain
to go to the coast with Stephen and Claudio and their
three dogs (Felix, Tasha and Paris) plus our beautiful
Lily. This year Helen was with us. The restaurant we
went to last year was full and we found a jolly French
snack bar where we dined ridiculously well and a tad
too plentifully.

Helen left for London the next day -)*sniff*(- and we had
lunch without her at Montazels. Stephens excellent cooking
is yet another reason why what started off as my middle-
aged spread has turned into obesity.

On Saturday, yesterday, we had a quiet evening with Annie
and Pete and Gus... well, quietish. Ate and drank too much.
Today Tony and Helen came for the market and lunch.
(Not that Helen, Helen from Greenwich and Lastours rather
than the Helen who has just gone back to London, pay attention
at the back there )

I am dieting this week, honest.

Here is a tree rolling about in the surf.