Langstone...

After a couple of days in Bishop’s Waltham (either a large village or a small town, take your pick), I drove a dozen miles to the coast. Langstone is a favourite place, because I can park up next to the estuary and carry on writing, as redshanks, curlews and egrets are feeding on the saltmarsh. There’s a tide-washed pub - the Royal Oak - accessible on foot along a raised walkway...