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I know - I timed it well, didn't I? Missy was most impressed...not.
This was last week - the same week as the World Surf Kayak Championships were being held in the town. Well, not in the town per se, in the water - you know what I mean. You can see more here if you're interested in that sort of thing. There were lots of different folks around and I should have been down there with a camera - not for the action shots (I'll leave that to the digi-boys&girls) but for the other stuff. But I wasn't in the mood, to be honest, so I stayed home and got on with some much-needed sorting-out-of-stuff. It leaves you feeling good, having a right old sort-out, doesn't it? Leaner and keener, I guess. Anyway, it was half-term as well and Missy needed a taxi on call most of the week - I guess that is not uncommon when there's a teenager around. And why do all her friends have to live in the middle of nowhere? I mean, I know we live in the middle of nowhere, but why do they all have to live in the middle of other nowheres?