Postcard from Thirroul
Dear Giovanna
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It seems like only last week we were there with you on your beautiful Amalfi Coast, eating prawns on the stony beach as the waves washed up onto Positano Beach.
And for a minute today I could have been there again, with our Thirroul Beach turning on its best impression of Positano.
The south end of the beach is covered in dark, smooth stones, stretching 100 metres or so - not dumped there, it seems, but washed in by the sea. They are all well rounded, clearly they’ve been rolling around down there for a while.
I gather they must have been exposed by the big swell which came in a week or two ago and washed some sand away. Kirk and I walk most mornings and that seems about right.
Naturally today’s waves were bigger than your Mediterranean ripples but I could have been back at Positano in a flash. It felt just like your beach.
Of course our headlands are not quite as densely developed as yours yet, but we’re getting there, and there’s many new units planned up at Austinmer which should fit the bill.
Today was warm but it’s been chillier of late, so you don’t see many bods out there sunning themselves on deckchairs.
Instead, us walkers on our morning constitutional marvel at the phenomenon.
The surfers are none too happy about it though, complaining that the mound is getting steeper and harder to pass as the waves push the stones upon each other.
When first entering the water they have to battle waves which are full of the smaller stones, which then wash over them.
This makes a lovely rushing noise for someone watching on the beach; not so much fun when they’re hitting your legs.
I have included a picture Kirk took of the beach today. Perhaps you can visit soon and see what it looks like in its usual sandy condition.
Hope you’re well,
June