Wivenhoe Boy
And so here be the future. Probably.

Yep - a delightful weekend away in Wivenhoe, undertaking the delicate balancing act of house hunting, attending the ‘hoe May Fair and trying to appear sober whilst talking to estate agents.
Cripes.
Mission accomplished (perhaps) on all three fronts. The May Fair itself was splendidly anarchic, much as one would expect in Wivenhoe. I loved the touch of the coconut shire actually containing brocoli and cabbages. I think AnnaJCowen and I will fit in fine.
The Sunday evening before the Bank Holiday was spent in the company of the fine @zemblamatic and family. We went boozing in a Sunny Colch pub that @AnnaJCowen and I were actually thrown out of, eighteen years ago to the very same day.
Changing times, changing pub appearance. The bar billiards in the Foresters is now replaced by dining tables. The local still looked hammered.
So hangovers to shake off, sums to be done and yep, *hopefully* here be the future.



















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