We are sailing, we are sailing or are we?

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Granny Pepper and Grandpa David have a lovely little boat so to finish off our lovely holiday we went to the yatch club to have a little sail.

Now we have a bit of history with this whole sailing in Suffolk lark. Let us turn our minds back 2 years and a nice day out on the boat.

Look how little they are. We were pootling along the estuary towards the slightly busy ports of Harwich and Felixstowe eating our picnic lunch and enjoying the scenery. All jolly good fun. When we reached the ports we looked at the large ships and the massive container docks. We looked and we looked, and then we realised we were not going anywhere. We were stuck. I knew we were in trouble when Andrew’s mother asked me if my watch was waterproof!!!!!!! We got on the radio and we were pulled into a marina by a friendly coastguard. All very exciting (and stressful) and we had not been sailing since. Hmmmm.

Back to present day and Charlie wanted to go out for a little sail. Brave soul. Andrew took Charlie and Lucy down to the boat with Grandpa David while Emily and I remained on the lawn of the yatch club (in easy reach of the ice lollies). I watched anxiously and then was very pleased to see that Lucy had taken stock of the situation and decided that ice lollies on the lawn was a much safer bet.

That is her in the day glo life vest that is nearly the same size as her. Now obviously Charlie had a wonderful sail in total safety without getting stuck anywhere and we enjoyed our ice lollies on dry land.

We had a wonderful time in Suffolk, a lovely British Holiday and we finished it off with lashings and lashings of fresh lobster bought from the beach. Yum.

P. S. I don’t have any lobster hair clips so the ladybird clips were the closest thing we had.