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Why should the boys have all the fun watching the Grand Prix in Spa (only slightly very envious)! Decided to take Little Miss E away for the rest of the weekend on a surprise trip to the land coated in pastel colours and large pigs, with an overnight stay in a hotel with it's very own "Spa". Not quite the same as the roar of the race track I had the endearing sound of overtired toddlers this afternoon! Not mine...she's been an absolute star all day, waiting in the queues, another full day in big girl pants and swimming in the hotel pool, followed by eating all her supper in the restaurant looking quite the princess (she insisted on wearing her £1.50 tiara from the shop).

I had a choice when I parked up this morning to take the SLR, but I was already laden down with rucksack full of pack lunch and two changes of clothes so abandoned it in the boot. So the Blip for today was taken with the Granny Smith. And why not, I can't abide the snobbery towards images taken by a smart phone. After all, having a the equipment money can buy will never give someone the talent to see..really see and capture a moment or an emotion.


We spoke to daddy via the wonders of the internet. They are all sporting new caps of various race teams, Mr C opted for his idol, Ayrton Senna, while munchkin 1 remains loyal to Red Bull Racing, my nephew on the other hand went for Ferrari.

Another day tomorrow of pastel colours, but this time I'm getting in early to avoid the queues!! Or....should I abandon the large pink pigs and go to Beaulieu instead. Oh the draw of the Bugatti .....

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