Here, has doodle of changing huts on the beach of Southwold and my bf and I in a boat on a pond!
I had no idea rowing means splashing wars in Engurland, so I didn't really dress for the occasion. Causing me to be soaked with water, seaweed, mud and duck poo (yes, there was swans and ducks everywhere!)...
Anyway, we did survive! So did kyrie, barely. Let's hope he gets better soon, and has le courage to stay of the intense urge for a bit.
He brings coolness back to us tomorrow!