Back in Plymouth

There is something special about Plymouth, in Britain. As well as being the place where my beloved aunt lives it’s close to the sea. Britain has launched hundreds – perhaps thousands – of ships from here where it’s Tamar River meets the sea. The salt in the air is a lovely constant, and the haunting cries of the sea-going gulls are a special sound that I will always treasure.

It’s been good to be back here again.