When we decided to take the plunge and pack up our London lives and move back to my childhood home in Devon it was the vision of the picture above that kept me going through the 2am neurosis (Why would we throw away careers we love? Will I ever eat a Laduree macaroon again?).
Now we’re here it’s a classic case of, “there is always something better to do,” namely renovate a house, landscape a garden… oh, and occupy an 8-month old.
But, as the weather is slowly improving we are making the most of living in this very special place.
Even Country Bebe is starting to look like a proper Devonian!
There’s nothing better than popping in to the Fish Shack on the beach and seeing what today’s catch has brought in for our supper.
I’ve seen basking sharks, dolphins and seals from this very spot.
