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Salty sea puppies
Back from Devon again, sigh. My boys are sea salt encrusted sailors now. They hugged their life jackets close and bobbed around with the best of them as we whizzed down the Dart and out to sea. My mother in law came too and had a rare old time even if she did lie on…
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Blue birds
Look what I can see. And I’ve only had one glass.
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Pause
Sometimes something happens that stops you in your tracks. Pulls you up short. Makes you look around. Yesterday I was just getting ready to pick up Elder from summer camp, thinking what to make for tea, worrying about today’s meetings. Then I got one of ‘those’ calls. A member of my family is very ill,…
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Back to life…
…back to reality. Blogging on the move back home after our little sojourn… We bought ‘salty sea dog’ clothes this morning in Salcombe from my favourite theme shop, Seasalt. Also ventured into Quba Sails – felt v old and unglamorous but was enchanted by the clothes and sale prices. I swear, age may not diminish…
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Messing about on the river
To Salcombe for a night away from the boys and time with the buoys instead. Pootling down the Dart and catching waves out at sea. My first time on Other Half’s new hobby. I forgot my exploded loo, the parkinsons and workload. Marvellous. Look, here’s a taster.