A perfect day...

If I was to describe a perfect day it might go something like this. First it would be sunny and warm, say around + 23 Celsius. It would be mostly spent on a nice sandy beach. There would be a light breeze to keep it from feeling too hot.

The tide would be falling so that the water was warmed enough that you could wade or even swim if you had thought to don your swim wear. And you would be accompanied by your daughter and your grandchildren.

First you would take a leisurely stroll along the beach picking up sea shells. On the way back you would gather wood for a fire. Then you would build sandcastles and splash about in the water. Once you had worked up a really good appetite and taken a second stroll you would light a fire and cook hot dogs followed by marshmallows.

After lots of sun you would climb the big sand cliff and go to the house where everyone would wash off in nice cool baths or showers. This would be later followed by a nice evening dinner followed by bedtime stories for the kiddies and drinks for the adults.

The whole day would be topped off by a glorious sunset that painted the sky in brilliant reds and pinks with the promise of another wonderful day to come.