Sunday at Camp Bestival started in the best way with an 8am Yoga class.
Time to head home and start the chore of unpacking and laundry. The books we picked up show that we had a well rounded festival experience.
A wet day packed full of laundry and tent cleaning so when I finally got to bed I started to read my Yoga for Traveller's book - alas no plans to go travelling in my future.
The sun reappeared and our sunflowers were looking rather splendid when I returned from a much needed, but difficult, 5 mile run.
Following a long drive to Norfolk, and stopping off to see my mum, we finally arrived at my brother's house. Just before we got there I stopped the car to get a photo of the hay bales in a nearby field.
Driving to Horsey I spotted a man bringing in the sedge from the broads to use for thatching cottages. I pulled over for a few scenic snaps of the scenery.
I can't go to Norfolk without heading to Wells-next-the-sea. This is a place of memories for me and I want my children to make their own memories there too. The beach was busy but we had a lovely time; the children played, I read, we walked to town, we explored the pinewoods, we had ice cream. All in all a perfect day.
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