This was my first day's 'office' view at Smuggler's Haven. Just to be able to look over the sea was amazing. By office, I mean sit outside at a café and write and write and write.
In the evening I went to KC's home and discovered I'd got burned boobs (well, slightly red). KC's hubby has kept me howling with laughter. This pic took three attempts because we were laughing so much.
Day 2 was such hard work. By hard work I mean we wrote again like furious things. This time we were in KC's regular 'office', the Beach Shack at Steephill Cove, which for some reason I translated as 'steeple'. *rolls eyes* God, KC is so lucky to have this place.