Today was the last day of our holiday. Having travelled from Devon to Dorset yesterday afternoon, we spent the day in one of my favourite places: Bridport. I always know when we're almost there on the winding country road because to my left I can see that hill with the small copse of trees. Today we wandered around the market stalls of Bridport and as I rounded the corner onto West Street, I saw the hill in the distance. With the bunting flying, it was a wonderful sight.