A strange summer in Norfolk. Strange in that it feels like the end of an era. Perhaps every year is the end of something or other but this year? Bereavements and break-ups, good weather and bad. The girls growing so quickly and my role as "dad" becomes a wee bit redundant until meal times and lifts. Jen will be off to Uni this time next year, Rosie goes up to High School in 3 weeks. Time moves so fast - nights drawing in and I almost contemplated lighting a fire this evening.
Hoping for a return to some hot sunny weather before school starts up again. I booked today off in the hope that I/we could have at least one day on Wells Beach but a cool wet day brought little more than a kite flight, putting contest and shrimping.
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