"I just don't like butter clumps!"

Dear Heart,
There appeared to be a seaweed massacre down Oxwich today, it was quite distressing. There is nothing more uncomfortable than trying to swim and having seaweed around your ankles. Chloe entertained us all with her paranoia concerning butter and the clumping of it. Making her a sandwich is an extremely difficult task and should not be approached lightly. Juliette Gréco and I wandered along the shore for an hour or so, distracted only momentarily by the childish antics of Boy In Pink Shorts.
Love, Lydia x