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Spring forwards; fall backwards

OK, so it's not quite time for the clocks to change - it's spring forwards, fall backwards, if you can never quite remember when we lose an hour in bed and when we gain an extra hour - but looking outside I can safely say it's the end of my British summer.

Even with all the best laid plans, we never got to finish off our British summer and return to Windsor Castle or visit Buckingham Palace. We also never got to go on a last minute mini-holiday on the Norfolk coast. We'd booked a wee cottage, right by an old smugglers' path that went down to the beach. Honestly, I was so excited because it sounded so Famous Five and I was even tempted to buy a bunch of Enid Blyton books for my Kindle to read whilst we were there. Never happened.

If you're wondering why, it's because Olly broke his jaw and it was on-off whether he would need surgery. Thankfully, he's on the mend now, but it's been an interesting few weeks! Still, one good thing about the frequent visits to the hospital was seeing this incredible view of London. Simply stunning. How have you all been? x

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