Just after ten last night we walked back to the seafront to see
the supermoon. Stunning. Beautiful. Incredible. What a sight. Like a huge blood
orange.
After some grocery shopping this morning we left Southwold, but we'll be back someday. around an hour later we arrived at Aldeburgh where we parked alongside the approach road to the sailing club.
We were in need of a shower, having not felt comfortable to take one outside houses worth a million pounds plus with a painter up on the scaffolding above Marge. It would have been a right peep show. Shocking! O.K. Marge.
So, all settled we washed
ourselves and our clothes and then walked alongside the shingle beach as far as
the sculpture of a scallop by Maggie Hambling at the far end of the beach. Then
into town for ice cream. Well, why not?
All this walking and ice cream eating was tiring so we returned to Marge to read and rest. Today has been very warm and Angela feels a little affected by it. Our park up is lovely, with a beautiful view across the marshland.
Thank you to the sailing club for allowing the vans to park here.
Sausages on the grill and talks with our fellow overnighters with whom we
watched a huge canvas of a sunset completed the day.
This is our eighty first blog of 2022, and three hundred and ninety third since we took up campervanning, we can't wait to travel
on to many more places so we can write more. Are you up for it, Marge?
