Change of pace

Ah, what a grand day. Top tip: if you live within an hour or so of a seaside resort - Old Hunstanton in CF's case - get out of bed good 'n' early on a Sunday, and race up there while the roads are quiet.
CF left Cambridge at 7:15, and was paddling in the warm shallows, while the dogs chased seagulls across an empty beach, by just after 8:30.
By the time the nasty grockles were turning up and were getting on with inflating various florescent monstrosities for their chronically overweight, terminally spoiled and endlessly grizzling children, CF and family were enjoying pre-made bacon butties and a thermos of tea, fuelling up for the trip home.
Driving away from a seaside resort is a huge pleasure when you're heading in exactly the opposite direction to a huge, hours-long queue of frustrated would-be beach goers. Ahahahahaha!
So, no politics, no fury, and only one use of the phrase 'for fuck's sake' (and we're past that now).
Normal service will be resumed tomorrow..
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