Folkestone with family
Off to Folkestone today, via Ashford where we picked up Pat and Maureen and Ken. Enjoyed visiting Folkestone, where Lorraine had attended a sixth form college, and visited lots as a child. It is also part of my family lore too, with mum's grandparents living there when she was young, and lots of her summer holidays being spent there. We parked by the harbour, and I had haddock and chips (and mushy peas) in a harbourside fish and chip restaurant. Pat and Maureen ate huss.
Lots of seafood around there. We strolled down to the beach with the arches, which I know Mum played in as a child. We saw three planes flying in formation, a spitfire, a hurricane and a twin engined plane I didn't recognise, even after Ken had used his amazing camera to get several shots of them in the air. Ken really throwing himself into photography with gusto and doing lots of experimental shots while we were there. A brief mooch about the old side of town, before Lorraine drove us back to Ashford, along the seafront for a while, and over the military canal, which I didn't know anything about. Ken said it was built to counter the threat of a Napoleonic invasion.
Back to Ashford, where Basil is limping about but much recovered from her injury jumping down from a fence. Cups of tea and then back into the car. Home, and a few jobs to do, including returning the contract for the anthology of poems based on the theme of war I've been included in, and some stuff to do with finalising Telltale. Spoke to Toby too, who now has dates for zooming over to England in July. Really looking forward to seeing him.
Last day of the premier league today. Chelsea lost dismally, and confirmed their 5th place finish. Doesn't bode well for next week's FA Cup final. Their manager set to leave soon, in a typical Chelsea backstabby way.
Below some of my Folkestone snaps, Ken sent me some of his too, which I shall add soon.
Lots of seafood around there. We strolled down to the beach with the arches, which I know Mum played in as a child. We saw three planes flying in formation, a spitfire, a hurricane and a twin engined plane I didn't recognise, even after Ken had used his amazing camera to get several shots of them in the air. Ken really throwing himself into photography with gusto and doing lots of experimental shots while we were there. A brief mooch about the old side of town, before Lorraine drove us back to Ashford, along the seafront for a while, and over the military canal, which I didn't know anything about. Ken said it was built to counter the threat of a Napoleonic invasion.
Back to Ashford, where Basil is limping about but much recovered from her injury jumping down from a fence. Cups of tea and then back into the car. Home, and a few jobs to do, including returning the contract for the anthology of poems based on the theme of war I've been included in, and some stuff to do with finalising Telltale. Spoke to Toby too, who now has dates for zooming over to England in July. Really looking forward to seeing him.
Last day of the premier league today. Chelsea lost dismally, and confirmed their 5th place finish. Doesn't bode well for next week's FA Cup final. Their manager set to leave soon, in a typical Chelsea backstabby way.
Below some of my Folkestone snaps, Ken sent me some of his too, which I shall add soon.
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