The days of wine and roses continue and I can hardly believe what a lovely summer we have had. It will be autumn all too soon and I am greedily soaking up these wonderful days and storing them in my mind in readiness for colder days. Right now my trusty camel overcoat seems an absurd item of clothing but it does the job of keeping me toasty when the winds start blowing in off the sea in winter.
Terry takes Wendell to a beach much further than our local one and dogs are allowed on it. Wendell goes swimming most days now and has a great time. I wish I could go with them but my legs won’t allow it. I have to content myself with shorter trips to the park.
Margate is full of tourists these days, in sharp contrast to previous years. It is lovely to see the old town buzzing with life. Margate has some of the cleanest beaches in the country and are made of fine golden sand, which makes them ideal for young families.