When Dominique and I got married almost twenty years ago we lived in a 1950's wooden chalet by the sea. It had been used as a holiday home and badly neglected over the years. The place was a mess when we first moved in but we stripped the old paintwork, sanded the floors, decorated it with love and spent our happiest three years there as a couple (we left when Dylan was born) Fig trees, cork oak trees, oleander, it was paradise (called "Le Vert Clos") and without fail every morning in the Summer I would go for a swim before the tourists arrived.
We've been spending a lot of time at the beach lately, often returning to the small seaside resort where we used to live. Property prices are sky high now, there are restaurants and a sailing school, all so very cosmopolitan.
I would love to live by the sea again. I've been thinking about it a lot lately, especially since I saw Krys Kirkpatrick's beach house for sale.
I doubt that we'll be moving to the States any time soon but I'm a dreamer, and in my dreams I'd be right here, admiring those wonderful views and enjoying the slow life, like we did in the good old days...
