A Rainbow in Herne Bay

This half term, I asked my sister to take me for a walk along long things. We walked the pier (pausing for a ride on the Carousel) and then the harbour arm. I love being at the end of things and on the edge of things. So good too to catch a rainbow on the sea.

Before we went out I asked my Mum and Dad to join me in a photo and we squished on the garden bench and then relocated when we realised the sun was right in our eyes...

Here's to me and my sis and that rainbow. And to remembering that storms soaking you makes you feel real, and when you put a neck scarf on your head it keeps your hair dry, but makes your sister laugh. And here's to the fact hot showers and dry clothes are blessed indeed. And here's to future adventures and pizza parties and laughter and to friends that buy the party rings when they know you're coming to town.

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