Day 49 Monday, 27/6/2016, Rollingstone, cool, steamy now how can that be? I am so enjoying falling out of bed and onto the beach cowrie hunting. Woody has threatened to put a stop to the shell collecting but I can think of no better use for the two narrow cupboards above the fridge. Besides, I’m getting good at cowrie spotting in the half light. Although I accidentally brought home a hermit crab the other day and got a hell of a fright when a bunch of little legs popped out on the kitchen sink. He was quickly dispatched to the … Continue reading Like a Rollingstone, Day 49 – A Tropical Haircut