Eight homes, chosen because we would stay in them.

Sea from every bedroom, and a kitchen built for long dinners.

A tall Victorian villa turned quiet, with a first-floor balcony over the bay.

Single-storey, step-free, and about ten paces from the sand.

A two-bedroom apartment with the best sunset on the harbour.

Three floors of glass looking straight down the harbour mouth.

Five bedrooms, one long table, and a garden that runs to the chine.

A one-bedroom hideaway under the pines, two minutes from the sand.

The old ferry cottage, rebuilt around the view of the boats.