Feeling nostalgic and wishing we were back in our perfect holiday house (thank you Air BnB). A week will never forget filled with the smell of summer in the grass and salt on the breeze, sand on our toes and our bellies full with the contentment of spending time with those we love most. We played table tennis and uno, walked, danced and played on the beach. Dug endless holes in the sand and found all of the hidden away spots we love so much. Away from all others, just us. We swam in the sea and the ocean pool, even when the pool was refilling, something fun and a little bit different. We ate fish and chips and went to local fairs, had afternoon naps and read a million books. There was running and laughing, driving and quite, cuddles and tickles and everything in between. These are our perfect days.
