What a beautiful Sunday, of course we went to the beach hut, it would have been silly not to.
We solved the walking to the loo problem at the beach hut by borrowing a small wheelchair from Colin's sister, she had it in a shed at her house to use when their Dad visits and she can push him down the lane to visit neighbours, but as she said they could always go by car on the odd occasion this happens and we won't need to borrow it forever - We hope.
There are a few steps on the way to and from the car park to negotiate but he can get out for those and pushing him up the slope is a good work-out for me.
Poor Col has to stay covered and in the shade due to the chemo but he prefers the shade anyway, it's me who likes to soak up the sun - suitably covered in a high factor sun cream of course. Luckily the hut also came with wind break, a wooden frame to fit the windbreak into so it can stand on the concrete forecourt and a parasol.
I feel so lucky to have spotted it for sale and it's so good to have the time to use it after all our busy, busy years on the smallholding and campsite.
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