… is the name of a nifty little coastal hamlet just off the new Indian Ocean Drive. We ducked in there to grab a bite on our way home. A hefty sou’wester was blowing, but the place seemed so quiet and peaceful. The general store come post office come cafe does a friendly steak sandwich and cappuccino. Apparently this used to be the inaccessible place up the north coast where you could go and build a beach shack from corrugated iron and driftwood. Not any more, although you can still see some relics in the sand-dunes. Real estate is just as expensive here now as in the big smoke. It won’t be long before places like Seabird are caught in the urban sprawl.