Thursday.

Today was absolutely lovely weather wise, so we (that is Ann, meself and  granddaughter Beth) decided to  go to  Felixstowe and have a look at the North   Sea. Pausing only to  book  a table at the Orwell Hotel for three, at one pip  emma, we drove down the A14 (mostly ) to Felixstowe, and to the Orwell, where we partook of  a light (but very satisfying) luncheon. After lunch we drove to the seafront, strolled along the sands for about fifteen minutes,  then found a vacant seat and
 watched  the world go by - very restful.

I tried to take photographs for the delectation of my readers, but found the camera being totally  non cooperative. Handed the camera to granddaughter Beth, who found the  problem- I'd forgotten to replace the memory card after doing yesterday's blog. I must admit to being  not altogether high tech. However Beth, who is altogether Hi-tec, took these photos on her camera, then  when we got home, transferred them  to my blog.  By magic, I  suppose!  Being called upstairs for supper.  Goodnight All.

P.s. Reopen this to say that although the temperature  in the  garden was really uncomfortably high,this morning ; by the time  we got to the beach,  the temperature, although warm,  was not uncomfortably  so. It was much warmer a few miles  inland than at the seaside.

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