Yesterday morning I raced down stairs and ate my breakfast as fast as I could. I put my shoes on and off I went down the hills to my friend Ceri’s house. She was already waiting for me; we were walking down to the docks when I heard seagulls squawking.
We walked down to the harbour. I saw the tall ships coming in, the closer they got I could see the bright colours of the masts and hear the crew singing sea shanties. As I listened I could smell the wonderful smell of pasties wafting from the bakery; it made me hungry. We walked into the bakery and bought two large pasties. I took one bite, it was… SPECTACULAR; mouth watering joy. They were the best pasties ever.