Hiking in the bleeding cold weather on the north coast of East Anglia.
I am presently sitting in a heavy haze of jet lag with the rain coming down outside in the way that only Taiwan can muster. Got back after rather a long night flight from London yesterday and have been battling e-mail demons all day (mostly slain, I might add). Felt I needed to find a little time to write up the marvelous weekend I had in Wells Next-The-Sea (what a quaint name) with the folks and newly wed sis and bruv-in-law.
I’ll battle through the bleary vision and sausage fingers and say – great Christmas, and just what I needed to recharge the old batteries. 2009 ho!
Cold air but beautiful skies.
Norfolk is quite flat. A somewhat refreshing change from the mountains and hustle & bustle of Taiwan. For a wee while.
My delightful sister.
My old man.
Will he make it?!
Little rascals.
The sun sets on 2008, and I am looking forward to what 2009 will bring – truly.