Gary upside down with his head under the deck of a Kayak (365:221) — No, it’s not very well framed, but if you think I was going to extricate myself from being jammed under the foredeck of the kayak just to check if the darned picture was alright, you are very much mistaken.
This month we finished our vacation in the UK. I met with an old school friend I’d not seen in nearly forty years; I took Ginger to a sleepy seaside town I’d last visited on holiday with my Grandparents sometime in the sixties, spent a day on the beach in Portsmouth, and said our goodbyes to our family in the UK.























