Weather mixed but we're getting out and about. Went in search of "proper" seaside on Tuesday and ended up in dear old Brighton eating cockles, paddling in freezing sea and unable to move for men with hankies on their heads and candy floss. Portsmouth, Southampton and Hamble are nice but not, as David puts it, "grass roots" enough for me.
Dogs having a ball....Junior Dog has decided that it's not a good day until he races out of the cottage, down to the quay and into the water from the boating ramp, endangering several jolly old souls of the sea, a few boats, the main Hamble shipping lane and the life of yours truly. Senior Dog has discovered prawns, Middle Dog has perfected sleeping whilst standing. Mac is becoming a real little sailor and knows his port from his, erm, whatever the other one is. David has finally lost that strained look of stress and has even let me drive Marissa. Wonders will never cease!
Hope the weather is being kind wherever you are.
Lots of love the Intrepid Travellers x