On my son’s last full day in the UK, we showed him a little more of the Suffolk countryside I’ve grown to love so much.
Before our Boxing Day walk, we fuelled up with a full English breakfast on the Felixstowe seafront. The feast included scrambled eggs, bacon rashers, local Dingly Dell sausages, button mushrooms (for son only, thanks), and fried tomatoes and bread.
My son leaves tomorrow and it will be sad to see him go. Time passes so swiftly. It seems only yesterday I was the twenty-something returning to work and life elsewhere, with my own mother waving goodbye.
We’ve had a wonderful week, and I recall my mother’s words, ‘It doesn’t matter what we do. It’s just good to be together.’
Now it’s time to think about dinner! Cheers and more soon.
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