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Well now Dear Reader, it has been the week  to end all weeks. During daylight hours there were small people and there was work and during the hours of darkness there was variously Cowes Week, a play, the hosting of book club and some rather wet fireworks…

By the time Saturday hove into view, the week, which had been stuffed like a badly packed suitcase, threatened to make a bid for freedom. The other brother and his family came for a visit and we had a great afternoon of cremated food (TG not me) and some garden fun and games.

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It’s amazing how much pleasure (and arguments) a £15 swing can create!

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The tiddly toddler managed to just about catch the older ones up just in time for them all to run off in the opposite direction and so she wandered off to do her own thing

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The boy child was the proud demonstrator of just how much bigger the sunflowers he had planted yonks ago were in comparison to him

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He is such a handsome boy isn’t he?

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It was such a lovely afternoon.

Fast forward a few short hours and there came the arrival of Bertha. Biblical rain, unbelievable gusts of wind and it seemed perhaps the end of the world. By lunchtime the rain had stopped so TG and I took ourselves off for a drive and a little walk and found ourselves on the cliff path above Compton Bay. The photos do not do justice to the boiling sea and the howling winds but suffice to say that the cobwebs were most definitely blown away!

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SONY DSCDon’t be fooled by the blue sky! The rain reappeared just as we got back to the car…

And so that was the weekend that was. I will leave you with one other image which is of the latest theatricals – Inspector Drake and the Time Machine (at Shanklin Theatre every Tuesday in August). To say that it is silly would be a gross understatement. See?

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Don’t say you weren’t warned!!

This week thankfully is much calmer so there will be time to catch up, to write some copy and an article for a new venture and just generally have a spot of breathing space which is much needed. The sun is shining (at the moment) and all is well on the sunny Isle. Enjoy your week Dear Reader.

 

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Now here’s the thing. I live on an island and am therefore surrounded by water. How many times do you think I’ve been to the beach (not counting dog walking or just with friends walking) ? Two. Two? I hear you gasp and you with the sea right there on your doorstep. But you don’t, do you? It’s like living in London and never going to any of the attractions – you live there therefore you don’t. Anyway, because of the weather being so fabulous TG and I took ourselves off to the beach on Saturday. He was indulging me really because he has the boredom threshold of a gnat and doesn’t do sunbathing on doctor’s orders but because I had a yearning to go (and because if we’d stayed at home it would have been enforced gardening) we went.

The west side of the island is far more rugged and wild than the more touristy east side and so that’s where we headed. Compton Bay is beautiful and the sea was a flat as a mill pond. We lounged, read, chatted and watched the world go by and went home at 3. I felt as though I’d been on holiday for the day, the sun was bright and hot and I ended up with silly panda eyes from not taking my sunglasses off. We lit the barbeque in the evening and cranked up Glastonbury on the radio with a large jug of Pimms to hand. It was a perfect day. Just perfect.

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