Yesterday we wake to a gloriously sunny but very windy morning. The beach opposite the hotel is on the menu of visits for the day. The wind whips up the sand and blasts your skin. Female beauty adverts call it exfoliating, I call it bloody painful. Several layers of skin later, we grab a quick bite and then head back up the motorway for a very, very windy ride home. I'll miss out the obvious joke, and suffice to say I had to wrestle with the steering wheel to keep the car on the road for a large part of the journey. Not much fun and scary at times.
Jan is very unwell for most of the night, and the strong wind continues to blow for most of today, so excursions into the garden, or anywhere else for that matter, are quite unpleasant. A time for catching up with lots of little indoor jobs.
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