One of my greatest loves is the sea.
I used to live by the rough and windswept Norfolk coast. I would lie in bed at night and hear the North Sea smashing against the cliffs; in high winter tides sometimes the house would shake. It is possibly the only non-human element I miss about England.
And then there are those crashing Atlantic breakers; a bodyboard, woops and thrills, unrestrained joy.
Since coming to live here I discovered a new joy. Under the water, floating, searching, chasing fishes, the dappled light patterns below and above, listening to my breath through the snorkel.
How does a girl like me survive the next few months? Please don't tell me to find an indoor swimming pool........the idea alone fills me with dread.
