Monday

Newhaven has a beach! Only to be seen at low tide. 

Pilates this morning; only 3 more to go. R has suggested going for a coffee in the centre after our last class. I'm not sure, got a panic on. 

Home to potter, then headed for a walk round the harbour. 
Back to read my book. 
Messages from Mum,  my Uncle has to get an operation on his knee cap but has pneumonia, so on antibiotics to clear that first. Apparently the hospital is run down and filthy and the gypsies are wandering around aimlessly.