Bastille Day

This morning I lay in bed nursing a mild dose of 'flu with the window open watching seagulls creating mayhem outside. It's a reminder that the sea is a stone's throw away and I don't walk to the pier nearly enough. For now it's enough to breathe in the fresh air. By the evening I'm already feeling better. There are fireworks coming from the sea-front - maybe it's a party celebration but I'd like to think it's someone marking Bastille Day.