I finally made the decision to live in my motorhome. Yesterday no big plans were formulated. Now seems to be a time for watching and waiting. I drank a verre or two on the beach, picked litter and sloes and swam in the clear water. Like my own version of Lou Reed's 'Perfect Day' maybe? When it comes down to it I'm quite a simple soul. This place never fails to inject a healthy dose of contentment.