I have barely set one foot on the beach yet this year even though I live only two streets away from the seaside. But it has been a weird summer hot, brooding and stormy, which I like but I like from indoors. A perfect weekend for me would be setting up camp in a shabby beach hut. Picnic, cream, jam, scones, flask of hot chocolate, tin mugs to drink it out of. Yum.
If the sun decides to shine this saturday the husband and I will go to whitstable for the day. Hope we can get a table at Wheelers oyster bar. Must pop in to Frank too.
How would you spend your perfect weekend? If it does include a picnic, find inspiration here, here, here, here, here, here and here.