Life's a Beach - Lyme Regis

Sunday by the seaside with a cheeky portion of fish and chips followed by his 'n' hers ice creams; this can mean only one thing, summer has well and truly moved in!

A few Sundays ago, Scott and I ventured down to the quintessentially British coastal town of Lyme Regis in West Dorset. The sun was out and the sandy beaches were filling up fast with excitable children armed with buckets and spades, parents soaking up the rays, and, the occasional four legged friend chasing after tennis balls into the water's edge!

Overseeing everything of course, were the pesky seagulls, always on the look out for their next unattended snack!

Not only does this charming seaside settlement have the cutest line of candy coloured beach huts lining its promenade, it's also got astonishingly beautiful views of the Jurassic coastline (we will take a look at those a little further down this post on our short trip from Lyme Regis to Seatown).

The town itself is clad in Union Jack bunting and filled with little boutique shops, afternoon tea houses and plenty of ice cream parlours. Lyme Regis is the perfect retreat for holiday makers. There are a handful of sandy beaches, but as I've mentioned already, these tend to be the busiest. So, I suggest heading straight for the pebbles, and, if you have come armed with a deckchair or picnic blanket, you can easily while away an afternoon sat comfortably in the sunshine! We forgot to bring our stripy beach towels on our recent visit, so sat on our jumpers as we tucked into the freshest serving of fish and chips. It was the perfect afternoon! 

You can see what I mean about the onlooking seagulls!

After our delicious feast of fish and chips, it was hard to resist the glorious scoopful's of Marshfield ice creams! A single scoop of mint chocolate chip for me...

A scoop of clotted cream and a scoop of chocolate brownie for him, which, didn't last long!

Having spent several sunny hours in Lyme Regis, we took a brief detour on our way home to the rugged landscape of Seatown and the Golden Cap...

Briefly braving the ice cold waters of the English Channel...

Before retreating back onto the pebbly beach to shoot the last of our photos...