I am currently at one of my little bolt holes after a spot of bother with two policemen and a bag full of diamonds...
This particular bolt hole is nestled in Suffolk and on this bright, sunny day I decided to venture out and take a peek at the seaside views.
A stroll along the beach led to a breakfast of fresh prawns served with nautical views of fishing boats and the warm sun on my pale face. Pimms to follow and then a dip of one's bare toe into the crisp, clear sea.
After my paddle, I strolled into the nearby village and had a lovely afternoon browsing the quaint little bakeries and fruit stalls.
Eating a pork and apple pasty, watching carefully so as to avoid spilling puff pastry crumbs down my blue and white flowered dress, I stumbled upon a mermaid keeping watch over a fish and chip shop.
Saluting to the mermaid I walked on through town and back to my little hide-away.
Here I intend to spend the night swilling Port, eating Stilton cheese and counting my recent ill-gotten gains...
