I went for a walk on the beach yesterday evening. It was a baking hot day and I had thought that it be one of those beautiful calm evenings where you just want to somehow breathe it all in.
By 6pm, I had run three of my shows, and I was drawn to take a walk to help with the solidifying and memorising of it all. Usually at this time of the year, I’m refining a script and evening walks along the beach are an essential part of the process.
It was, however, quite blustery, although it doesn’t look like that in the photo. But you can tell it was a little blustery because there aren’t many people on the beach.
And I didn’t get the photo of the sunset I was thinking about.
But I’ve seen some of the photos from this evening, and the sky is red, because of the smoke from the bushfires in Victoria.
I was surprised to see a group of three young people getting themselves packed back into their car after their swim, and one of them had a large packet of burger rings that he was sharing with his friends. My assumption would be that he has inherited a love of Burger Rings from one of his parents, because would a young person spontaneously select Burger Rings from the whole range of chips and chips-adjacent choices?