It was a beautiful Sunday. But you’ll have to take my word for it…

Apologies for this picture-free update. Chalk it up to old-age senility.

Sunday was predicted to be a beautiful morning, and it lived up to expectation. We woke up early to a crisp morning with clear, sunny skies – something you would expect in September, but an unexpected surprise in the middle of January. I hadn’t taken the Corvette out in a while, so we decided to drive it up to Whitstable, on the coast, for lunch.

I figured that a day out would be an ideal time to take some photos – of the car, of the beach, of the countryside. I charged the batteries, selected and packed the lenses, and packed my camera bag.

In a moment of laziness, we decided to jump into Aude’s car to drive up to the garage where I keep the Corvette. In the ensuing car-swap, I managed to leave the camera in Aude’s car – hence no photos for my blog entry today.

Never mind, my colourful descriptions will have to suffice! We took the car out for a lovely drive, then ended up having lunch at the Hotel Continental where I had a wonderful pot of moules frites worthy of France. They were absolutely delicious. The place was obviously popular, as every table was full when we turned up. I thought we might be turned away for not being properly attired – everyone else seemed to have little kids in tow!

After lunch we took a nice, long walk down the beach and enjoyed the sunshine. Quite a few people were out doing the same thing – when you don’t get good weather very often, you’ve got to enjoy it when you get it.