Anyway, if I've got things right, I'm including a photo of the grandkids playing on the beach.
As you can see Lewis and Evie Rosie really enjoyed their holiday, and now Mum and Dad are considering following us down to the West Country on a permanent basis.
Ah... didn't I mention it???
No... maybe not... Well, I have this feeling that something is going to crop up in the year or so we spend in Cornwall, that we'll be moving on to a new phase of our life. Can't remember which phase Shakespeare described it as, but words like 'dotage', 'toothless' and 'dribbling' are definitely not included in MY vision for the future. Well, not for a few years anyway.
Okay, not the most inspiring of blogs this one, but I needed to start somewhere. There's no anger in me at the moment, I think that's the problem. For some reason I seem to write better when that spark is smouldering nicely. Time to go away and drop something heavy on my foot I guess, see if that does the trick.
Take care...
Chris
AAAAAHHH!!! Pasty pale children!
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Now dear one, we've already established that you're still more or less on top of your mental game. You just need to get that Harley and get the chance to take it out and run.
This may be it.
You'll do wonderfully. Just remember that no matter how sunny the morning may be, it can still rain in the afternoon... but it always clears up again. Just wait the storms out.
...and there speaks the voice of experience.
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I'm sure you'll be in the flow of the writing, Chris, once all your plans are in place. Sounds like you've fallen in love with Cornwall's charms. Exciting times ahead!
ReplyDeleteThank you Carol Anne, and yes, you're right about falling in love, tho' in my case it's more a case of never falling out of love. All we need to do now is find somewhere to live...
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Speaking of not updating....
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