The boys on Whitsand beach

Took the boys to Whitsand for their Monday walk.

They love the beach, as you can see.

Living in this part of the world is brilliant. A stroke of luck at birth that I am forever grateful for.

Dad moves after 57 years!!

My dad has finally moved. My sisters and I have been trying for some years to get him to sell his 12 roomed house, yep he lived there alone after mum died. Victorian house with some rather large rooms!!

He now lives in a two up two down just across the road.

The move was done over the weekend with a lot of help from Alice’s (my granddaughter) friends. We nearly squashed my 78 year old uncle David under a large, very heavy, Victorian cupboard. But he is OK. Took out Will’s arm and Charlie’s hand, but they had to stay macho in front of the girls.

Photos of his new place, just after the move so a bit topsy turvy.

89 years old and wiped out!