Lyme Regis is a smallish seaside town on the South West coast of Dorset, about 9 miles from where I grew up. It's a place so totally full of beauty and charm that one can't help but fall in love with it. In my humble opinion, it's "English Seaside" at it's absolute best. So when we are down visiting my folks, I always try to plan a day out there, even though J is not a fan (far too crowded for his liking, the hoards of holidaymakers cause a bit of a grump). Luckily for me, I have a good friend who lives in Lyme (we met at Art College ooooo some twenty three years ago now), so I have a most excellent in-built reason to visit this lovely place.
Last Tuesday was to be our Lyme Regis Day and my fingers and toes were firmly crossed on Monday night with regards to the weather, I so very much wanted sunshine for my day in Lyme. I really did not want to do this day in the rain. Not at all. I think all the digit-crossing and secret wishing must have paid off cos the sun did indeed shine for us on Tuesday :: yippeeee!!!! I was so happy!!!! So on a lovely sunshiny day we arrived just in time for morning coffee.
We chose The Terrace cafe, with it's sensational location :: it was blissful sitting amongst bright blue pots of geraniums with a view right across my frothy cappuccino to the blue sea beyond. The Little People, who do not possess the ability to Sit Blissfully, gulped down their juice then zipped out of The Terrace to run up and down the promenade beyond. They were really excited actually, and I loved that, it was great to watch them run and climb with such energy and joy.
After all that blissed out sitty stuff was finished with, I upped myself and we all went for a wander along the sea front. As expected, it was very crowded, but still lovely nevertheless.
There are some quite amazing houses along this stretch of seafront, and they never cease to wow me.
So quaint! So impossibly pretty!
I am also wowed by these rather lovely ammonite lamp posts. Which of course I've seen many times before. Funny really, cos I know Lyme Regis quite well (I even worked a few of my late teenage summers in an ice cream shop there), yet every time I visit I always feel excited as if I'm seeing it for the first time. It never seems totally familiar to me, although I've no idea why.
Getting on for midday now and we are due at M's house for lunch. So we pull away from the seafront and wind down a pretty little side street to visit the Town Mill Bakery. The bread here has to be seen to be believed, some of the loaves are the size of a small child. We ooooh and ahhhh, gasp and wow at the vast range of baked products, then select some ginormous scones to take away with us.
It's lovely to reconnect with old friends isn't it? Friends you don't see often, maybe once a year if you're lucky and it does feel quite special when it happens. Incidentally I LOVE M's house. It's old and quirky and full of her personality. We have a very, very similar style actually (both of us studied art and textiles) and I feel right at home in her colourful rooms. Have to stop myself being too nosey cos like me she has a lot of Stuff around and about. Pretty things, interesting things, arty things. Things I dearly love to nosey at!
After a delicious lunch we head back out for a wander around Lyme. Through the little back streets we go, following the beck past this magnificent dahlia bed...
.....ahhhhh yes, another wowowowwwwsy moment for me as I take a little giddy trip over these flowers, me oh my I do so adore dahlias. AdORe them I tell you.
WOWsers!!! Just get a load of that COLOUR!!!!!!!!!!!!!
More beautiful houses tucked away down these tiny streets, and some amazing sunflowers growing ten feet tall.
We emerge at the top of the high street, isn't it lovely? I think it's lovely. Love the hilliness, love the summer bunting, love the little glimpse of the sea at the bottom. All round Loveliness really, and as Town Centres go, this has to be up there with the best I reckon.
We head away from the street now and start to wind our way down through the beautifully planted town gardens. There's been a lot of work done here in recent years, and it's looking really wonderful. The view down to the beach and the famous Cobb (the curving sea wall) are breathtaking. Busy though isn't it? The beach I mean? Look..........
Ooodles of people doing beachy things. J isn't sure about venturing forth to sit in amongst that lot, but the Little People are having none of it, they are sooooooooooo sure about what they want to do....
...........they race ahead and go straight into the sea. With their clothes on. No kidding, they really do. They just wade in, just like that. One minute they are dry, the next minute they are completely Not Dry. So we suddenly have two Very Wet children with no change of clothes or a towel, but hey, it's fine, they are happy and so why worry? They'll dry off soon enough. We sit and watch them as they come in and out of the sea, big grins on their little faces. I take photos of them stood waist deep in the water with their clothes on, arms outstretched, grinning Big.
Oh so Precious. Childhood memories are so very very precious aren't they?
We had such a lovely day in Lyme Regis, it was ace. And guess what, I even managed to wangle a little itsy bit of Retail Therapy too :: right at the end of the day on the way back to the car I pleaded with J to take the Little Peeps up the hill and allow me a quick squizzy in this most delicious little shop. Oh how I browsed! Think Greengate and Rice and Avoca, and imagine how bonkers with excitement I was. So yes, I did treat myself to a few little bits, how could I not?? Want to know what I got?? I'll show you very soon I promise.
Been lovely as ever to share my tales with you....((thank you)) for being out there.