a weekend by the sea with my nearest and dearest-apologies in advance for the inevitable seaweed/shell shots...
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| literally hundreds of cuttlefish shells strewn across the beach |
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| proof at last of my eldest daughters existance and the fact that her legs do move when prised into wellies |
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| Milo and Bertie |
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| one might be forgiven for thinking it was the height of summer instead of a cold brisk February day and the rest of us were wrapped up in coats |
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| yours truly |
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