I spent some of my growing up years less than a kilometre back from St Kilda beach. I couldn’t say I made the most of it or even appreciated it. Such is familiarity. It was nice to return last Monday though. We were downtown in Dunedin and it was a typically lovely winter afternoon and Wyn was keen for a walk on the beach and the car took us to St Kilda.
The beach was a bit of a surprise. Recent storms have left their mark and taken a lot of sand.