Woke to a lovely sunny morning, with windy blue sky, so decided to walk over to Paignton and `do` the charity shops, as I havent been for a while. The tide was high, and lapping the steps, and the wind ruffled the water into little pleats.
At Corbyn Head, all the beach huts have been taken in for the winter. There were waterfalls of `old mans beard` and sprays of shiny berries along the way..
In the park there were clumps of hazy michelmas daisies, and the ducks eyed me up noisely.
And after trotting round all the shops, I found this little collection, what a result..