I was up by 9am this time and walked into the kitchen just as Lynda was making me a cup of tea to bring up. I had some nice grainy toast and some potato cakes for breakfast and we were all packed up in the car to leave at about 11.15. We had decided to go if the weather was good, and it had been first thing, but by 11 it had clouded over. We set off regardless, using small, winding back lanes, ending up in Brancaster after about an hour. The area is completely undeveloped - there is just a town, then a mile of road, a car park and one building. It's wonderfully desolate - a wide sandy beach with a wreck out on the sand bar, but a few dozen people walking their dogs at the same time.
Lynda took out plastic toys on ropes that she threw for the dogs. They were running like maniacs - particularly Daisy - and getting nice and wet and sandy. It was very cold, but not too windy, so was quite pleasant with a bit of a walk on. Andrew was having a great time and started to talk to me while collecting shells. We ate our rolls in the car surrounded by the delicious smell of wet dog and then headed back home. Once there, we had hot chocolate and Andrew had a bath, then we watched traditional father-son Sunday afternoon TV shows - Stargate SG-1, Star Trek, Scrappy Car Rally, and Time Team.
Lynda made a delicious dinner of avocado, mozzarella and tomato salad, along with smoked salmon, jacket potato and green salad. We didn't have any wine with dinner, just juice - it was lovely. Lynda brought out some really smelly French brie-style cheese. I tried some, but probably wouldn't try it again. We watched a really bad show on TV called Supernatural and Dave cracked the wine open. I declined but agreed to a glass of damson vodka. It wasn't as good as Derek's damson gin. We went to bed at about 10.30, after a shower.
Lynda took out plastic toys on ropes that she threw for the dogs. They were running like maniacs - particularly Daisy - and getting nice and wet and sandy. It was very cold, but not too windy, so was quite pleasant with a bit of a walk on. Andrew was having a great time and started to talk to me while collecting shells. We ate our rolls in the car surrounded by the delicious smell of wet dog and then headed back home. Once there, we had hot chocolate and Andrew had a bath, then we watched traditional father-son Sunday afternoon TV shows - Stargate SG-1, Star Trek, Scrappy Car Rally, and Time Team.
Lynda made a delicious dinner of avocado, mozzarella and tomato salad, along with smoked salmon, jacket potato and green salad. We didn't have any wine with dinner, just juice - it was lovely. Lynda brought out some really smelly French brie-style cheese. I tried some, but probably wouldn't try it again. We watched a really bad show on TV called Supernatural and Dave cracked the wine open. I declined but agreed to a glass of damson vodka. It wasn't as good as Derek's damson gin. We went to bed at about 10.30, after a shower.
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