Sea Sunday

Fifty one e-mails, a multitude of telephone calls, texts and messages as well as two or three meetings for a two hour event that follows the same format every year - there you go.

Bacon sandwich, coffee, shower, shaved, dressed in blazer, shirt and tie and all set. Mrs S, herself an ex member of the W.R.N.S, and I set off for the event.
It went well, sun shone, nobody was overcome by the heat, the church service was really rather good, yes the day went well.
Much against my better judgement I stayed on with a few of the ex Navy guys and we had a few beers and a few rums.

I returned home some time after Mrs S for a chicken salad before turning in for a fitful nights sleep in the muggy heat.