I love the beach. I moan a lot about being too hot in weather like this, and the sure fire cure is heading to the coast. For starters it is always a degree or two cooler at the water’s edge, and there is nothing so good for cooling the blood as having your feet immersed in jolly old British sea water. If you think that life has moved on since we were children, and you wring your hands in despair at their inability to remove their faces from screens and have fond memories of your own youth and it’s simple pleasures, then head to the beach. It is still the 1970′s there I think. My two romp about building sandcastles while I hover a few feet away perched on an ever sandier towel watching them and other people.