On the road with the Art Car Boot Fair last weekend – would have loved to sling a surf board on top of the beautiful vintage Vauxhall Firenza and drive it away ….. but I was daytripping it on the train, and didn’t have time for much except the Boot Fair and a quick Full Brazilian in the bar afterwards. Next year I’ll take my dancing shoes and stay for the weekend. Art Car Boot Fair Hunt and Darton Café
I arrived in London at my mother’s house and there by the door were these two wooden bellyboards, they brought back vague memories of childhood holidays in Lyme Regis. Stormy days when the whole family would pack a picnic and head off to Charmouth beach to catch the waves under the cliffs, Mary Anning’s dinosaurs embedded in the mud. The children were only allowed waist deep half terrified by threats of currents that would whisk us away, half ecstatic to […]
Back home in Biarritz in time for the Wheels and Waves bike rally – sadly no sign of waves, the Bay of Biscay looked more like the river Thames all week. But Flo found this nice set of wheels …. waiting for Marlon Brando to come and buy us a glass of rosé on the terrace in Olatua.
Olatua Beach. First swim of the year without neoprene – my crazy girls made me do it, which is the price you pay for bringing them up on the beach in Baile na nGall and chucking them in the sea from an early age ……. It may look warm, but this is the time of year when the snow melts in the Pyrenees and finds its way down to the ocean, its colder than midwinter – I lasted about […]
Mamas Surf Club in the early days – we started the club in 2005 with the motto ‘Out of the Kitchen and into the Surf’. In the beginning I’m not sure that we believed I would really learn to surf, or whether it was more about escaping our everyday lives. Running away to sea for a few hours, leaving children, husbands, shopping lists and artistic dilemmas on the shore and behaving like teenagers for the afternoon. But once you take a wave […]