Sadgull

We sailed north on the good ship Pride of Kent. Well I say Pride of, they should be ashamed. It was filthy with the grime of a season.

Myself and the seagull were feeling a bit low as we said goodbye to Calais.
Till Next time.

We headed north driving from Dover to home in one day, only stopping for an hour for lunch at a wonderful Friendly farmer shop at Newark. Their ploughmans was a wonder to behold.

Home to a wonderful welcome from our boys and our own very comfy bed.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.