Moving Pictures.

Dear Fleur.
One day I watched a movie that is now my favourite.

Miss Pettigrew Lives For A Day.

And now it's sitting in a box right behind me.
You know what I'll be doing tonight.
Love, Bella.

EDIT: I went to Coos Bay. Didn't get to see the beach. But I could smell it. And that's close enough for me. Not exactly pockets full of sand, but they were full of Hayward Field's track. But that's another blog post...