I should have packed a jumper. Some woolly socks and an anorak would have been a good idea instead of those summer dresses. We’ve been stuck in this apartment all afternoon watching Dr Zhivago on TV. It’s been raining stair rods all day. The skylight in the kitchen is leaking and the whole place smells damp. And it’s cold. It was sweltering in here last Saturday when we arrived. It was the last of a run of hot days and I wondered why they had the heating on, but it’s on a timer which seems to come on only once a week. Probably to dry the place out for the next occupants.
I can see the beach from the bedroom. The sand looks empty and forlorn, a dull yellow. The sea beyond it, grey and dismal, blends seamlessly with the heavy sky. I can’t even see Caldey Island. We would have liked to take a boat ride over there but they don’t sail in bad weather and the forecast for the whole week is for rain and gale force winds.
This morning we went for a walk around Tenby. Just a quick circuit of the town. Nobody much about, just a few other sodden holidaymakers. Don’t you just love summer holidays in the UK!
Last Modified on: 05-11-2015