I hate fireworks! Well, I hate suburban fireworks. Where we currently live, there isn’t a fireworks night but a fireworks season which begins in mid-October and goes right through until the end of January. It’s unbearable! So, in order to escape the very worst of it, we ran away to the Welsh coast for a long weekend and it was bliss! And just look at our local walk:
The coastal path is so beautiful and I even spotted a few red campions!
I often complain about walking my dog in the London suburbs but at least we don’t have signs like this:
Now, it’s back home and there are rewrites to do for The Runaway Actress and also a house to pack because – at long last – we are leaving the noisy London suburbs and moving to rural Suffolk. I can’t wait although the day itself is bound to be stressful with dog and hens in tow!