I
slept like a log this morning. I ached a little when I got up. I
think my little dog ached too; he was walking rather stiffly when he
got up. I wonder if we might both have overdone it somewhat
yesterday.
We
both had brekkkie, then drove round to collect "Daddies
Little Angel TM" and "Stormageddon
- Bringer of Destruction TM" and
we drove down to visit the campers at Brighton Kite Festival.
When
we arrived we parked up and were soon chatting with people I see all
too rarely. It was so good to catch up with family and old friends.
But having been wondering about whether or not to camp out I think I
made the right decision. We arrived in the rain, and the rain stayed
pouring (on and off) all day. I seem to remember so many kite
festivals stood sheltering from the rain.
Had
we been camping I would have spent the entire time fretting about
drying out wet canvas.
Not
my problem this time...
Mind
you if I could sort out some way to get electricity to my CPAP
machine then I would be there next time...
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