Cyclical…

We seem to be in a cycle where the weather is concerned at the moment. One day wet and miserable, the next is clear and sunny, the one unmistakable factor is that the weather is much fresher, come rain or shine Autumn is beginning to make itself felt.

This week we’ve had highs and lows, Wednesday being particularly damp and dreary while just 24 hours later, Thursday, gave us a beautiful day out at the coast in nearby Swanage, as the photograph today so ably testifies to. Blue skies, cotton wool clouds and a wonderful turquoise sea, all the ingredients of a British seaside at it’s best.

I tend to shy away from the coast, despite the fact that we have it almost on our doorstep, especially in ‘the season’ ( in fact I tend to shy away from most attractions ‘in the season’ ), I can always find a reason not to bother. I cannot bear the intolerable queue’s for everything from a car parking space to an ice cream, I’m not averse to queuing, I’ve done my share, but I find nowadays that I seem to be in a minority. We seem to have adopted the ‘European’ way, as soon as a queue forms it becomes the sole object of one’s mission in life to get to the front of it at all costs, regardless of age, race or gender. Queuing brings out the worst in people it seems, I’m far happier well away from it.

I’m far happier ‘out of season’ where everything is relatively accessible, granted not everything may be available but there is usually coffee and cake to be found somewhere and that’s often enough for a location the be classed as ‘civilised’ in my humble opinion. The bonus being that the hordes of trippers and holiday makers have usually left, it’s not only the weather that’s cyclical. The beautiful countryside and coastline reverts to peace and quiet, it’s majesty and spectacle uninterrupted by the hordes.