137/365: Chip Ramble

A number of local guiding groups assembled for a stroll around and about Brightlingsea this evening of approximately 3 miles to build up an appetite for chips. What's not to like? Although it was chilly and my cough remains still after nearly two weeks in...

As chief taxi driver, I thought it rude not to join the ramble, after all, what else is there to do for a driver in a car park on the edge of this estuary town?