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Southwold is hands down my favourite, fairly nearby seaside town. It’s full of quirky art pieces and political/outright weird arcade games created by an artist. The pier itself was restored by local resident donations, and is generally just such a delight to visit. Things can be fairly expensive, such as the local fish and chips but you’re missing out on the freshest food around if you choose not to splash out a little. Also, a great feature is a the Adnam’s brewery. I couldn’t tell you what the beer is like, nor the gin - mostly because I don’t remember.
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If this isn’t an entrance to a fairy world then I don’t know what is…
Fairy Glen, Isle of Skye, Scotland, April 2014
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Our move is very gradual, but we’re getting there slowly. This week we’re receiving our garden furniture and coffee table. Next week is our fridge, and soon Martina’s parents are visiting.
It’s hectic, but exciting too. I love seeing the pieces come together.
We napped yesterday by pushing the sofas together because we’re adorable.
We had such a great time in Czech Republic visiting my girlfriend’s parents.
We surprised them with the help of her brother, and it was really cute. They took us two castles (which is essentially 90% of what covers Czech, in between the incredible mountains and rich history), some breathtaking sights and delicious food.
Everyone we met had been accommodating and kind too. It was just glorious, and I miss it already.
We also met an Olympian. I mean, I couldn’t tell you who she was but it was definitely cool. She was presenting a school sports day.
We didn’t get to go to Prague as we only stayed two nights, but we’ll be back later in the summer for more goulash and cottage BBQ’s.
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We’re off to Czech Republic tomorrow to surprise Marti’s parents 🇨🇿
A few hours sleep and we’re off!
So, we’ll be moving walking distance from a waterski and wake boarding place, and I’ve never done either of those but I’m going to be flailing in that lake at the first opportunity I get.
Side note; this would be more exciting if I were one of those people who blogged from sunny Californian beaches, but it’s actually just a lake in dreary, grey England.