As my Godmother recently commented on another photograph of my dear Miss 6, ‘What ARE you going to do with her?!’. Quite right. Answers on a postcard please… Her eyes speak mischief and glint with a wild streak. She thinks she knows best and would love to live by her own set of rules, on […]
Day: January 23, 2012
A ride to the wild side of the South Coast
The swell of the incoming tide sprayed on the rocks by the shore. The sun beat down and the pull of the water, after a bike ride on the south coast, was too tempting to resist. Granddad hung up his bike tour guide hat and exchanged it for his emergency life-guard cap. The water wasn’t […]
