Lovely day (at last!) after weeks of rain and grey and cold, the sun shone as the weather man said it would and so we went to Folkestone with a thrifty packed lunch (or "packed up lunch" as Raff used to call them). Kids had a ball in the wonderful free adventure playground and then we skipped down to the beach where I lay on the shingle getting lungs full of ozone and a faceful of 'bennys' whilst they did their thing
Happiness







Georgia's hair is the same colour as the beach - or should I say colours?