Remember my gardening club at school? My mum saw the crop of tomatoes and as no one had picked them already, she asked the school secretary if she could! Here is my crop. She might make her chutney for next year's summer fête...
As Nana and Grandad are up holidaying with us for a few days, we do nice things after school like go to the beach. Which is exactly what we did today post tomato cropping. I was most upset as the promised ice cream never materialised but I had a chocolate donut and a bag of crisps instead from the coffee van.
Mum and Grandad went in for a swim. The tide was out, and as as they swam back in, it was like an endless pool as they weren't actually moving. (Note for Erinsmum - my dad and Grandad have just had a long chat about the Solent's four tides and the red moons. Apply within for further details!)
Then we returned full of sand home in mum's newly valeted car. Oops.
