My how time flies when you're enjoying yourself , and it certainly has flown in the last 10 days. AB is off home tomorrow, much to her relief ( she needs a rest from the daily chores, dog walking and tennis matches) , but we will be bereft of her companionship, humour and general battiness . Steve will miss being slaughtered at Canasta, and the homemade macaroons. The boys will miss the board games/crossword puzzles and ironed shirts. Bex will miss the hugs and girlie talks.
Boxing Day we went for a lovely stroll on St Aubins beach, the sun was out and there were lots of dogs for Jessie to play with, we did get a heavy shower of rain but battled through it. However on our return the tide was coming in and as we neared the steps to come off the beach we had to make a decision whether to back track and get off the beach earlier or risk it and make for the closer steps. Foolishly as it turned out we followed the man, who repeatedly assured us that we had plenty of time to get up the steps before the tide was up.......
Need I go on? A chap ahead of us executed his departure from the beach perfectly, we on the other hand got well and truly caught. I just managed to hop up on to the lip of the wall as the surge washed over not only his boots and trousers but those of my aunt. Needless to say she ( and I ) were not impressed, and berated ourselves for following ' he who knew everything' !
Photo of the beautiful trophy that I won in tennis doubles, #wellchuffed
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