My favourite coconut water brand, COCO-DIAMONDICO, is currently running a competition. If you buy COCO-DIAMONDICO, you can not only be really healthy but also win a holiday. And not just any old holiday. No, that would be rubbish. If you win a COCO-DIAMONDICO holiday, you get to go to THE BEST PLACE IN THE WORLD.
Because of this, on a recent trip to A SUPERMARKET I bought every carton of Vita-Coco. When I got home I did the competition. Did I win? No.
So I'm not going anywhere - at the moment. I have another 793 entry slips to try, but you're only allowed to do one a day so it may take some time before I get to go to THE BEST PLACE IN THE WORLD.
This is typical of the coconut water lover's life. It's all joy and tropics and upside and balm.
In a less ecstatic development, I walked my dogs. I walk them twice a day, every day, come rain or shine. I love my dogs (Rio, the old one, and Maya, the not so old one) possibly as much as I love the idea of a holiday in THE BEST PLACE IN THE WORLD. Which is why I've posted photos of them (and their black lab mate, Polly) here.
Today we went to an old Cornish cove. I closed my eyes and, for a second, it was as if neither holidays in best places in the world nor coconut water mattered.
