Sun, sand and chips

We bought a car. We went on a tivvy through the Kent countryside to Margate. We bought ice-creams. We strolled through barley fields. We sat on deckchairs on the beach. We ogled at oast houses. We ate fish & chips on the pier.

My nose got burned.

It was glorious.

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