Ey Up Duck

I took loads of shotsa today, most of them alright. However for some reason I really liked this.

We got up and out in good time today for a stomp around Blakeney. However about half an hour in I developed blisters from my boots so we high tailed it back to the car to change into trainers, and upon doing so took the decision to travel six miles along the coast to Wells - best decision ever. Blakeney was pretty but cold, Wells is a real hidden gem. We've probably walked about 5 miles today which under normal circumstances wouldn't sit well with me, but in truth it's been brilliant. There is so much to discover along this coastline, from the little enclosed duck pond at Blakeney to the scintillating 'forest meets beach' on Wells front. In between? Stiffkey: one really must gem up on the Rector of Stiffkey story to see what mean.

In other news my shit fucking football team got beat by the bottom side 2-1 today to leave us well and truly up shit creek without a paddle. 2-0 down after 4 minutes. Crap.

Ah well maybe if this continues I might actually get a game.

Ah i forgot we also had monkjack in the garden this evening. I'm fairly excited as this is the third visit I've made to the caravan and not once have I seen monk jack: until about half an hour ago. I'm well chuffed.