I recently popped across the ditch to visit friends of mine in the US who shall remain nameless (Barack and Hilary). Our meeting place was the Hamptons on Long Island. It has long been the home of the rich, and the carefree, and then there are my friends who live there as well. Long island is a lovely place in summer, it’s green and rural, surrounded by warm blue sea, beautiful white beaches, with an abundance of wildlife, market gardens, and vineyards. It’s a wonderfully relaxing place to live, especially after the hustle and yes more hustle of Noo Yark city.
My friends had a whole programme planned out for me. Yes there would be lots of eating and drinking, but there would also be exercise to earn it. Including sailing, walking up hills in the hot sun, and a trip to the beach, by boat naturally. Deposited on our own little white sand spot where we could sit under an umbrella and sip ice cold rose (are you jealous yet …) and watch the water sports of the Hampton dwellers. Look at this – do not try this at home … even if you live in the Hamptons. The woman in this picture was a one time world paddle board judo champion … apparently.
Ah … how much richer we are for having good friends.