Breathe air you're not used to

Before you even start — I know, all these dogs! They are everywhere! Can’t help myself — I love dogs. And I miss my own. So there will be many dog pictures to come, I can assure you.

This weekend was all about Clacton-on-Sea, Jaywick and Holland-on-Sea. Oh the coastline! The sandy beaches! And the freezing sea. Dipped my trainers in the waves yesterday (I’d love to say by mistake but) and then there were a few April showers, too. So by the time I got back to the lovely Laxfield Hotel (After noticing that Sainsbury’s had closed a couple of hours ago – yes it was still raining and I was starving now, too. Bloody Sundays.) I was soaked. But nothing beats a good warm bath and a nice pair of woollen socks so I was on my feet again quite quickly.

Spent my evenings either reading Helen Dunmore or sitting in the pub with Mick and Fred (I hope I’m spelling their names right – never trust my name memory, I’m telling you). I learnt that I have to be careful and go for my dreams and that Harry’s got a new girlfriend. Sigh, I’m left with some duke then.

All in all, what a splendid weekend! Though Barcelona was rubbish on Saturday. Just saying.