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Started the weekend with a much needed massage on Friday after work. Watched the rugby first thing Saturday morning and then decided to make the most of the great weather by travelling to Clacton-on-sea for a spot of sunbathing. Next time I must remember to check the tide time-table. Clacton was well and truly on sea. No sign of any beach anywhere so we basked ourselves on the promenade instead. Once the sun had gone down we stuffed our faces with ice cream and donuts - well that's what the great British seaside is all about isn't it. I haven't been to Clacton for about ?20 or more years. My Dad's parents lived there in later life. I have good memories of a weekend spent there with 3 girlfriends, in a house my Dad owned, when I was 17. Still can't believe my parents allowed that. I must have some photos somewhere. I'm not entirely sure the journey to Clacton was worth it. The traffic was heavy both ways and diabolical on the return journey. Thank goodness we discovered Absolute Radio on 1215MW who were playing classic rock:- The Boss, Marc Bolan, The Who, The Eagles etc.
On Sunday we attended church and did "tea duty" (just polishing my halo) and then went to Barleylands Craft Village to see the latest Material Girls exhibition, which was excellent as always: So colourful and unique. I do miss Matgirls, but I think their standard is way above my capabilities nowadays and I really don't have the time to dedicate to textile art at the moment. Aah well, when I retire......Then it was straight down the gym to try and work off all the excesses of the weekend. Why does Monday come around so soon? And why didn't the housework fairy visit while I was lazing about?
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