Hilary Ford recalls the island of Herm:

Herm, three miles from St Peter Port, is the tiny jewel of the Channel Islands….  Before the first ferry arrives in the morning, and after the last goes back in early evening, Herm is a joy;  and even while the day trippers are out and about, it has crannies and beaches where solitude is possible. Shell Beach, to the north-west, is long and sandy and quiet, its plethora of tiny shells a careless gift of the Gulf Stream.  Cutting inland to miss the western dunes and beaches you find, in early summer, that you are walking on roses which there flourish as ground cover.

It is an excellent place for relaxation, offering an hour or two’s stroll that ends at a pleasant pub: a natural resort for a writer stuck with a problem on Guernsey.