Tuesday, July 30, 2013


I have changed my beach because of my over zealous umbrella man. Granted he ensured that no ray of sunshine would touch my milky white body. But it's what he did want to touch it with that was getting on my nerves!
Now I fear there is a conspiracy among all the umbrella men along the coastline. Word must have travelled that I am fickle and will change my loyalties at the drop of a hat.
This is the umbrella I was given on today's beach.
Can you imagine the tan marks I'd get through that? I'd look like a giraffe!