Flying high

Mother-in-law had the night in hospital. Apparently caused a little concern (not enough to contact family) as she had at least one more episode of feeling about to faint; despite already lying down. So the medical team want another night of observation in hospital. Our weekend at the beach will be no more than part of tomorrow at most.

I'm hoping that the plums which were still pretty green last time we were there, don't get over ripe, and eaten by the birds, ants, whatever.

While S was visiting her mother this afternoon, I went to Milford Beach nearby. Watched as this bloke got his kite inflated and up, and launched himself from the shallows on the second try, and then sped back and forth just off the beach. Having got a good feel for the wind he added in one jump in each beat.