I may have found something that I love. No, nothing food-related! Beach huts.
Beach huts in Bournemouth to be precise.
The other weekend I was in Bournemouth for a hen party weekend. And in between drinking fabulous cocktails, dancing and partying until 4am, I managed a quiet walk along the beach.
If you are ever in Bournemouth and awake at 7am on a Sunday morning, grab your camera and walk along to Boscombe. The nicest walk I have done in ages. I think being on my own, after being with friends since Friday morning (at work), was just what I needed. I need a little bit of space on my own and I had been itching to do this walk since arriving in Bournemouth.
Oh! And because it was a hen party AND St Patrick’s Day weekend, it seemed only right to be dressed in a green tutu. Photo not the best (I look like a supermodel usually!) but you get the idea! Mock if you must!