Two Fat Ladies and Isabella

Day two of the Blaxhall trip and we have to nip home. Lyn had left her medication at home. Now ............... she said she would be OK ................... mmmmm I could tell if we didn't go I could be found dead in me bed on Friday morning ................. So we decided to nip home at 09:00. We estimated we'd be back in Blaxhall by 14:00. Wrong.

Just to bring you up to date, Isabella is Lyn's new Italian baby. Her brand spanking new Fiat 500 with 50 miles on the clock.

Things go well and we decide to have a cream tea at Tiptree and take a few pics at Flatford Mill on the way back. Lovely jublee, all jams, cream and scones diabetic and calorie free ................ well in our world anyway. Then its time to head back.

Can I say that Manningtree, Dedham, Harwich, Dovercourt, Manningtree again, look lovely as the sun is going down. At one stage, cos we were deep in conversation as to how the *x~# did we get back on the seafront again, we totally missed all the signs of the sleeping policeman and hit him at 60mph. We took off ............. Lyn apologising to Isabella. #@+* Isabella, she now has a sun roof where my head hit it during take off.

Oh yes, we go back around 20:00 .................................... six hours behind schedule, a couple of hundred miles on the Isabella's clock and one fat lady bandaged in viniger and brown paper.

Sprinkles of Love.

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