Sunday, June 10

Baggy Point, Devon

Part Two of our getaway took us to Croyde: home to some of Britain's most prolific surf communities and hub of coastal adventure.

The Fall of Icarus

There are a few things in life that I find quite perplexing. Prawns for instance, or people that don't cover their mouths when they cough. I just don't understand how we have got so far along the evolutionary ladder with them still hanging around. Apropos of that, when I first met Sam, he would say things to me like, "my dad has six Golden Retrievers". To which I would say, 'ok great'. Then he would say, "kidding". To which I probably said...'fine then'. This book is both Sam and Prawns.

I promise you're not reading the slow decline of my mental capacity, I promise this is leading to a point. Like Elle Woods talking about hair care in court, you just need to stick with me.

Saturday, June 9

Laverstock Farm, Dorset

Long time readers of this blog will already know that Sam and I have a penchant for the odd mini-break. Since getting the puppy, we've had to limit our getaways whilst working through essential evils such as toilet training and convincing Brandy that cats are friends (not food). That's why when the time came that we were confident that the pooch was travel-safe we booked a good old long weekend.