Mike's musings

This is what I signed up for

Not, repeat not, getting up at 0505. Moo had ended up going to bed with Jo last night as just before we were ready to head off together, Jo set off, and with a nasty cough, failed to get down, so Moo went with her. I'd woken up some 20-30 minutes before 0505, but managed to convince myself that I'd get back to sleep, and that I shouldn't feel too guilty that Moo was clearly up with a very active Jo. I failed on both counts, so got up. We had some breakfast, and managed to get ourselves off to Aldeburgh for 0700. It was gorgeous: warmer than we've ever had in Aldeburgh before, with not a hint of a breeze. I put Jo in the backpack, and we walked the length of the beach, to just past the lovely scallop shell sculpture.

We walked back into town, and found a nice hotel serving full English breakfasts. Much, much better. We then walked back to the car and then introduced Jo to the sea. She loved paddling (as long as we held her and she didn't need to feel the pebbles on her feet), and kept on with the "more, more!". _This_ is what we signed up for. Not, as Moo had suggested earlier, the getting up well before 0600 in the morning. Jo was a little star, and the joy in her face was fantastic.

We walked down the town and back up it (again), stopping this time for tea/coffe and cake (well, me and Jo, anyway, once Jo woke up again - yes, she'd had the cheek to go to sleep).

Then to Snape ("ducks! luddle!" (cuddle), chase), and lunch (the Crown Inn, Snape), and back to the cottage. Sleep. Heated (just) outdoor pool, back again, some food, Jo to sleep, a good meal and some nice wine, and then Moo off to bed. I'll be following soon. What a fantastic day.

The only sad thing about the day was a message from a friend who's just had a 20 week scan, saying that there are major developmental problems. I can't go into details: please pray for all of them.