After coming back from the sea we got food from the chippy, there were lots of crows or rooks or whatever up on the buildings by the chippy.
The evening we spent sitting around the barbecue drinking again.
I'm writing this in the car on the way back now. Just after stopping at an inn somewhere for a bit of a rest where I had a cream tea and mum took some pictures of ducks.
So summarising things, it has been another happy fun camping trip as camping trips with the family folk are. I got to know Chris a bit more which was good because on previous occasions of meeting him he always seemed to be 'a bit out of it' and very quiet.
He is a media convention defying man in that he is very intelligent and quick of wit and at the same time enough over six foot tank of a man.
And little baby Grace is incredibly cute. I don't say that because I'm a biased ladyboy either. Usually babies are just babies, but Grace is fantastic in how much she doesn't cry and whinge and stuff. The whole camping trip I never saw her miserable. It's brilliant also how, with this child, if she starts to get unhappy you can distract her from her sadness simply by clapping, she will immediately forget everything and joyfully respond by clapping back.
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