Before Isobel I didn't realise there was such a thing as before 9am on a Sunday morning, unless it was as an extension of Saturday night of course.
But, yesterday we were so eager to get to Grandma's house that by 9am we were not only in Southampton, but we were boarding the ferry boat to the Isle of Wight.
By 10:30 we were surrounded by cousins and dogs having fun.
Not only are the days longer, they aren't coated in a post drinking fug, and actually I quite like it.
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