At least we hope normal service will be resumed. One never knows...but I'm aiming at 29th.
We are off to Cornwall for a week with six lovely guys and girls who will get their GCSE results on Thursday. Converted barn, rain forecast, kids coming down on Thursday by train... omigad.
We are staying close to this beach, where most of the time the kids will be surfing, building bonfires at night on the sand, baking spuds, partying, and drinking far too much beer.
Mind you, I might join them
And tis funny to think that the same headland features in this piccie of a little apprentice Queen Canute, aged two. 1954. Moi.
(PS. I leave with the novel at 55,650 wds)