OMG, even though we haven't had the tiniest whiff of a cheeky auld lang syne yet ......
....... look what Darrell and I are now up against after we visited Poole.......
We didn't even have chance to shield the little fella eyes, let alone divert his attention ........
....... he was instantly agog .......
...... and the pondering and musings begun, as to which he'd like the Easter Bunny to drop off at the Towers in just thirteen weeks and five days time, before we've even as much as finished any of our selection boxes!
There was only one thing to do and that was beat a very hasty retreat to Sandbanks, our very favouritist beach of choice whenever we are in Dorset climes.
Sad to say it was absolutely bitter and it's been a long time since we've been quite so cold ......
...... despite a flask of hot chocolate and a pack of deluxe mince pies to help buoy our spirits .......
...... the cold took no prisoners!
However, the compulsion to look for a holey stone or one with a face was still beating strong in amongst Erics psyche......
...... and his tenacity under such challenging temperature conditions paid off .......
With that, we all decided that we'd really given the beach and sea our very best, and now the warmth of our Travel Lodge was beckoning, with the promise of a final evening meal at The Ship to celebrate a wonderful few days away.......
....... leaving the mystery or story behind the flowers Eric also found on the beach to someone else's curiosity!
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