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Two bobble hats.
Two breakfasts!
Poached egg and avocado on toast.
And a rain hat.
Black tights and doc martins.
Tea.
Amy’s café.
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MY BOOK! FINALY!!
The Self Published Writer's Cut.
One of these two.
A random image.
looking for sunny periods
I like shells
There to remind me
An old photo remains
can't click on this one yet (you can now - i found a reference to fourteen)
Who am i? What's going on?
A long and (not) winding road.
Always leads to my door.
Only ever meant to last the night...
One I Took Earlier.
an eye on autumn
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You are in Eastbourne? at Amy's Café? This is where your Aunt lives. Are you there still sorting things out? It's been hectic so have lost the thread of what's going on.
How is your Aunt?
How are you and your sister faring in all of this?
I think I mentioned before I visited Eastbourne, long time ago, in 1981 or 2, whenever the Falklands debacle was on. I walked the pier, bought a beautiful hat in the Galleria area, then onto see Beachy Head. Then we drove along the coast to Portsmouth where we had fish 'n chips [wrapped in newspaper] while we watched the ship that had just arrived at the Harbour with Prince Andrew -- fresh from the 'War'. Lots of P&C and media there to greet him. Memorable Day. Next day stopped at Windsor Castle and then onto Stonehenge.
I know - such typical tourist stuff! But what was a 20-something tourist to do?
Mx
Wrapped in Newspaper!!!!!!
Those were the days....
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