Following on from a fun-packed day on the Boat For My Potplants, the Lovely 'Erindoors and I dashed home to change into something more formal.
We had been invited to a pop-up dinner party being held on Wivenhoe Pier.
It was surreal. We brought our own plates, cutlery, food and drink to share - and of course a chair to sit on.
The conversation flowed and so did the wine. The sun set. All was good.
Then at the weekend we took Tallulah, our recently acquired T-Reg (1978) Hymer on its inaugural trip. We went to Mersea Island, just a few miles away, and returned Sunday afternoon. Just as we were pulling up back at home, we were met by Nenah.
What perfect timing! Nenah was trundling her wares - excellent ice-cream - on an old bicycle.
All this can only go in in Wivenhoe.
We had been invited to a pop-up dinner party being held on Wivenhoe Pier.
It was surreal. We brought our own plates, cutlery, food and drink to share - and of course a chair to sit on.
The conversation flowed and so did the wine. The sun set. All was good.
Then at the weekend we took Tallulah, our recently acquired T-Reg (1978) Hymer on its inaugural trip. We went to Mersea Island, just a few miles away, and returned Sunday afternoon. Just as we were pulling up back at home, we were met by Nenah.
What perfect timing! Nenah was trundling her wares - excellent ice-cream - on an old bicycle.
All this can only go in in Wivenhoe.
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