We had a quiet kind of adventure, staying with friends in an old and rustic bach a few hours' away. It was so nice to escape town just before Christmas. There was a storm and it rained almost the entire time we were there. So that was a shame but it didn't really matter, because the children played in their raincoats anyway, digging holes and making dams and driftwood huts. And Jenny and I had the perfect excuse to do a bit of cross-stitch and look out of the window at the sea. That's a pretty good holiday in my book.
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