
somewhere on the north devon coast
mrs.perou woke up z at 4.30am and said, 'it's time'
'WOOHOO!" he shouted as he leapt out of bed.
left farm with sons at 5am, delirious.
three redbulls and 2 bananas later, arrived at harry (borden)'s for breakfast (in devon) at 9.30am.
had a happy catchup and a big fry up then drove on for another 40miles to our final (holiday) destination.
met up with mum-mum and dad-dad.
got changed into wetsuits and got straight into the sea, in the rain.
almost feels like we're home: we've been to this same place so many times.
over dinner, it was mentioned that this place might have been for sale.
i said, 'i'd LOVE to buy this place and live here'.
'oh, dad', said z, 'first you wanted to live in king henry the VIII's doctors house, then you wanted to live in a lookout, THEN you wanted to live in dunster castle, and now HERE'.
up late playing cards with mum-mum and dad-dad.
mrs.perou and dogs remain at farm as we couldn't get someone to look after them and farm till monday.
:(