porthgain

So todays after gym it was to be the turn of porthgain for the bowler hatted disabled bloke and the good looking albeit, unfortunate wife, also from here on in known as Rebecca. 
The clouds today were quite funky, chunky, textured and ripe for long exposure. 
This part of the world is just so lovely, even through winter. So much sky, its like living at the top of the world.
As we drove down into Porthgain harbour village, the   waft of chips hit my nostrils and i found i was drooling. (im not allowed chips any more) the voice beside me simply said "No, before you ask. But you  can have a Mocha if you like" 
I like porthgain, today the white hut sat as good contrast to the grey sky turquoise sea and muddy hills.
The wind however, was merciless and offshore, blowing coldly down my snood covered neck. Rebecca had long gone back to the warmth of the car, leaving me with a bright yellow walkie talkie. "call when you need assistance" was all i heard. I was in photography nirvana