blacktie on the beach

On Friday lunchtime I got a phone call from Charlie saying that she was lost… she was at the beach and needed directions to town. In Salcombe there are so many different beaches it was absolutely impossible to know where she was, but sooner or later thanks to the trusty Devon road signs (there’s no signal for satnavs down here) Charlie’s mini pulled into Whitestrand car park… she had arrived! Continue reading