Sun, sea and sand. Well, sea and sand at least ...

We're off to Camber Sands for a long weekend. It's come at just the right time to give us all a break. Dad's still up and down and I'm continuing regular treks north of the river to visit him. Meanwhile the pool where Greg works as a swimming teacher has just closed indefinitely on health and safety grounds. (Years of underinvestment and neglect being entirely coincidental of course.) So it's bye bye income. I don't suppose I'd know what to do with a nice cosy secure existence if it hit me. Probably just as well ...