The sun was shining, and I felt that the day would be served best with a bag of chips and a view of the sea, therefore, we made our way from Maidstone down to Hastings.
The journey takes about an hour, and the universe was kind enough to grant us a perfect spot to park.
The sea air is so refreshing and it appeared that a great many people were attracted to the coast. The health benefits are frequently talked about, but mentally it lifts you to be outside in the sun, gazing out at the wide ocean and listening to the sounds of waves rolling into the shore. The crunch of the pebbles as we walk - the cry of gulls as they swoop low in the wind.
A most intriguing collection, my favourite being the Chrysler which reminded me of Batman's car from the 40's inspired animated series.
There is something bold and chic about that era's motor vehicles, a point towards the future, almost a sense of optimism even in times of hardship. When you place them next to our current crop of cars, the modern lot pale in comparison in their lifeless and characterless shells.
I love the quirkiness of Hastings and its bohemian air. It sort of falls between the artistic flavour of Brighton and the old-time feel of Eastbourne.
The side streets of curious shops, including a wonderful old emporium, reminded me of Daigon Alley from Harry Potter, and you could sense artistry and magic exuding from the bricks.
It really felt like a day to be inspired; the poet inside was reaching for words. When I came home I felt keen to write. And that came from a desire to eat a bag of chips on the beach.
Relaxation is just as important as hard work. As Jack Nicholson once wrote in The Shining on hundreds of sheets of paper:
All work and no play make Jack a dull boy
Therefore, I do recommend you take a break from time to time; reconnect to the elements, welcome in others and their ideas; drink in the sun and the buildings around you.
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