Mr Y was born and bred in
Sundays at home in
Last Sunday was no different and, up bright and early, we set foot on the sand at 7.15, the lovelies taking off at lightning speed to dip their toes in the ice cold
I’m not a sea lover and my shoes stayed firmly on my feet, nice and dry, thank you very much :o) I have a great aversion to the seaweed that floats around your legs when paddling – even the thought of it as I type makes me shudder, daft I know, but a fact none the less!
After the beach, it was time to head back home for a warm bath to “de-sand” before a beautiful roast turkey dinner and an afternoon of peace and quite.
Here are a few snaps of the day.....Blogger has done something funny to the size and order and I'm too tired to correct it :o)
We spent bank holiday Monday in
I loved our time away. I didn’t take any knitting with me so had an entire week off – a real rarity and a treat for my tired hands.
As I'm sure everyone does, I've come back to Suffolk with a right bump and have certainly hit the ground running and have an ironing mountain to climb - I HATE ironing :o)