had a day out on brighton yesterday – dropping some christmas presents off to family en route and then visiting the beyond advent beach hut calendar in the evening (which was why we went as far as brighton) – see their blog for photos. it was brilliant to be able to visit. no 203 had opened up their pink interior and decorated it in response to the carol silent night with stars hanging from the roof and candles lit. mulled wine, mince pies (is this the beach hut communion now?!) and some homemade no 203 beach hut biscuits were consumed round a christmas fire and carols sung.
i asked martin how they had got enough people involved and he simply posted letters through all the beach hut doors back in june and got 20 responses and it snowballed from there…
doh! missed you by a day – I was there there Saturday Night!
yes martin said – sorry to have missed you! must overlap in 2009 somewhere…
I love the beach huts, it reminds me of my childhood, and growing up in a village.
I love the sense of belonging – because you do. It’s refreshing in comparison to the city, where your either in or out ‘because …..’ I am going to disassociate myself with all that junk when I’m old, and live in a village, and love people just because they live next door