August 2nd, 1990
Night flight from LAX – LHR
I’ll start with this morning, otherwise this’ll be all over the place (like yesterday.) I have no idea what time we woke up but it didn’t seem that long after we’d stumbled downstairs into bed after falling asleep on the couch.
David took the day off work and while he made pancakes, I cut up fruit and squeezed oranges. Whenever I bake, I don’t like anyone else in the kitchen but this morning I enjoyed us moving around each other, kissing lots along the way.
After breakfast, we went for a walk on the beach. David asked if I wanted to swim and I said I didn’t have a bikini with me. What I should have said was; “LA is not somewhere you’ll ever find me wearing a swimsuit, let alone a bikini.”
Everyone here is super fit and trim but I think if you live at the beach it’d be hard (even for me!) not to get into that whole, healthy lifestyle.
I was kicking myself for always saying I’m going to stop eating so much and lose weight, yet never seem to.
“You hot, sweetie?”
“I’m bloody boiling.”
He laughed, lunged at me, picked me up and literally tossed me over his shoulder and ran into the ocean. I was squealing for him to put me down but he completely ignored me and before I knew it, we were totally immersed. The water felt so refreshing and we stayed in for absolutely ages.
Fortunately, we didn’t have far to walk back to his house, and because our clothes were soaked, we had to remove them. And what a terrible shame that was!
I felt sad knowing it was almost time to leave and in the car on the way back to the hotel, he said;
“Hey Karen, are you still stuck on that crazy one kid only idea?”
“I s’pose,” I said, in a cocky tone, “If I were to meet some gorgeous guy who really wanted, say three kids, I could perhaps, maybe, possibly be coaxed into more but he’d have to be pretty spectacular and know how to make pancakes.”
He squeezed my leg and when I looked over at him, he was smiling. I took another little snapshot of his hair blowing in the wind, with the blue of the ocean in the background.
Now here I am, once again zooming through the sky, in the totally wrong direction.