Holidays must end, as you know… this year has seen a conscious effort to take as many as possible, as part of the getting over bereavement once and for bl**dy all process. Largely, this has succeeded. Also, it has distanced me from redundancy and feelings of redundancy and (very slightly) kicked me up the jacksie to get on with things – namely, MY LOVELY FAMILY.

So, we went camping at West Wittering (“The New Hamptons” says the Sunday supplements). Camping was great apart from midge-bites and a loud “geezer” and his “rap” music. P enjoyed it immensely, L managed to smile – the best thing was the beach at WW – crowded, certainly, but very clean and clean sea. We were lucky with the weather; P is now really into body boarding, and wants to be a surfer when she grows up. Cool.


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