Milford-On-Sea…

So Dave couldn’t keep his eyes open last night & tucked up just after 9:30pm.  As it was Sunday (and the WiFi wasn’t strong enough at Richard’s last week) I watched a re-run of the day’s usual Mass that I normally attend online 🙏 accompanied by Dave’s snoring 💤 😴 😂

I turned the light off at 11:15pm but was woken in the night to see Dave moving into the lounge area, & pulling the sliding door to… I thought as he was just having a bad night but it turned out he’d forgotten to lock the electric bikes 🚲 – and after he’d gone outside to lock them- THEN he apparently had a bad night and couldn’t get back to sleep !!!

Anyway we eventually surfaced, and I went to book the ferry to the Isle of Wight for Wednesday (but the morning crossings were full so it was either 5:30am or 2pm… we selected the afternoon crossing…)

Brekky outside then bibbed off on the push bikes to Milford-on-Sea.  Last night as we came back into the gravel entrance of the campsite, I skidded so this made me a little wary (and slow 🐌) on the (mostly gravel) path to Milford-on-Sea today so Dave went ahead and kept stopping for me to catch up (and at one point I lost him altogether and had to ring him to see where he’d gone 😐)

I think it took all of My Dave’s strength not to just yell at me to man up and JFDI !!!  Mind you – as it is our 24th wedding anniversary today – then that was a good move !!!

Milford-on-Sea is not what you’d call “buzzing” – there was ONE (open) tea ☕️ shop – doing takeaway (somewhat chaotically) and I waited (a long time) for our order whilst Dave bagged a bench on The Green…

We tried NOT to order too much (and thus be full tonight for the meal I’ve booked for us at Chequers Inn) – but My Dave is like Joey from Friends and doesn’t share food…

So one (very nice) chicken mayo & tomato sandwich 🥪 on brown, one (small – thankfully) slice of banoffee cake & a tea (and Dave had a cheese & onion panini, a very large, rich millionaire’s shortbread (which he didn’t eat all of) and a coffee) and I’m hoping we’ll be hungry again by 7:30pm…🤞

We cycled the return journey via Hurst Spit (124 tonnes of massive boulders brought over from Norway in 1996/97 – which protect the marshlands (with rare species of wildlife) from flooding. So that’s a photo with me sitting on one of the boulders with The Needles (Isle of Wight) in the background…