Quiet Seafront.

How strange it seems, to be walking on Eastbourne seafront on a glorious day, and the only sounds are lapping waves, squeaking zimmer wheels and the odd clacking of a walking stick. This, as opposed to massed high pitched squeals of delight or tantrum and general hurly-burly. It's something only retirees (or old gimmers) tend to experience. Being one of the above, and being able to enjoy both is a real pleasure.