Here's what we did on Saturday....
We went to the 'Boat'.
(Note the capital letter here as well).I hit my head a lot & grumbled a lot & sat in the shade & embroidered while Richard worked like a trooper.
I'll be amazed when it's finished if he ever lets me on because I've done so little to help & been so grumpy in the process. It was however a beautiful sunny day. Summer is here.Sunday...
When Richard was little he lived in a tiny village called Kelsale in Suffolk. His Mum used to to take him out on the back of her bike to all sorts of places nearby
. One of which was a pretty little seaside town called Thorpeness. It had what's called a "meare". A little shallow lake. Where you could hire boats & pootle about on the water. (Where Richard's love of boats first began.)
Thorpeness was designed by Glencairne Stuart Ogilvie, playwrite & barrister, a friend of J M Barrie's in the 1920's who made the lake like a miniature Peter Pan island, with 'Wendy's house' & a crocodile
& everything. It's now slightly faded but still exactly as it was all those years ago. An undiscovered gem. 
So... imagine a beautiful sunny day, pretty little clinker built boats, dragonflies of blue, orange & green,
rare orchids, a picnic by the lake with
monkey followed by a sleep in the sun.
Heaven on Earth.
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