After two mugs of tea I headed over to Wickhambreaux. My granddaughters were going to a climbing competition chauffeured by their dad. Harriet, Herbie and I ventured into Canterbury via the Park and Ride. We returned with books on mythology for the girls and a glow in the dark Brio train for Herbs.
Back home I am alone with the woodburner and elderly cat.
Fog near Wickhambreaux
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