From West Sussex, through to East Sussex ... down some very small roads (I am, happily, getting a little more used to a rental car, which is a surprisingly, unpredictably posh Mercedes. Huh?). We stopped at Sheffield Park (which I'd never heard of before it was on the cover of this spring's National Trust magazine - Capability Brown designed; beautiful lakes, and rhododendrons everywhere, and then a very fine redwood/sequoia, which seemed a little startled not to be on the West Coast).
And a foxglove!
And then the English seaside! We're staying in a hotel four miles outside of Rye - where I've never been - in Camber - huge long sands, tall dunes, and with families sitting in the beach or on the sand eating fish and chips or Mr Whippy 99 cones. They were starting to traipse away as we arrived ...
... and then, after an excellent dinner (local asparagus! local mullet on wild garlic puree! local strawberries! etc), we walked back down to the sea again, to watch the last glow of the sun (it promises to be be very wet tomorrow, so ...).
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