The British Beach
At times it can be hard to decide on Jersey whether it’s French or British. Given it’s past it’s easy to see why. Right now I’m on St Ouen’s Bay, on the beach in the full sun, under clear blue skies, with kite surfing and other sports all around. Very continental. Yet to the left there’s a family with a wind-break digging a moat for a sandcastle using a spade. You decide…
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