Exile #3 has an impressive cough at the moment and Exile #4 just quite likes staying in her pajamas on a Saturday morning, thank you very much, but Exile #1 and I headed out to the beach to have a brisk walk before the snow. The beach is really the only place you can stride out on at the moment without fearing you’ll go tail over teakettle, as a fellow volunteer commented the other day in a slightly more polite form of a delightful phrase. There is still opportunity for upending yourself on the wide strip of ice along the top of the beach but once you’ve shuffled over that, you’re good to go. Well, until it’s time to shuffle back over which, I’m told by Exile #1 can be a challenge.
The walk was brisk in more ways than one but I rustled up a couple of balaclavas last year and they are just the job, even if they aren’t the most chic style statement.
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