I was up in Snettisham this weekend. Snettisham is a small Norfolk village, famous only for its butcher, who is frequented by Her Majesty the Queen when she's at Sandringham. And the sailing club, which is home to former National and European champions in the Dart 18 catamaran class. And home to this weekend's Snettisham TT (Traveller's Trophy) Dart 18 event, which is why my parents were there.
I went for the break from London, and to see my family. And to fly my kite on the beach, which I did for most of Saturday. The wind was mostly pretty consistent, though it got patchier in the afternoon. The rain didn't help, but it was all good fun anyway. Unfortunately, a large lump of concrete on the beach took me by surprise and caught my already twisted ankle. I collapsed to the ground in agony, swearing furiously. After a minute or two I was back on my feet and walking fine, but it has swollen up slightly, and will probably put the healing back by about a week, sadly. And still no photos of kiteboarding. Maybe in late October.
Other than that, the weekend was a great opportunity to visit the RSPB reserve, which was full of geese, ducks, wading birds and general wildlife, and the beach, littered with cockle shells and driftwood. And Jamie has asked that I mention the cricket. Today there is a cricket match, but it will probably be rained off. There.
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Snettisham is in Norfolk, not Lincolnshire. Apologies.
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