I have nothing at all bookish to tell you all about today. On one of the hottest days of the year I have been on the Isle of Wight, visiting friends: Lunch in Seaview, then to Quarr Abbey, an ancient monastic establishment of Catholic Benedictines where they keep pigs, have beautiful cool, dark churches and chapels and have a great little garden tea room. Then a short episode canoeing on the Medina River and finally, just as the sun was setting, a massive fog bank descended and swamped the Island. This photo above is from the end of Ryde pier looking back towards the town while I waited for the ferry to arrive. Even now as I sit in Callum James Heights in Portsmouth, I can hear the fog horns over the Solent. Apart from mild sunburn... a very lovely day. Normal service to resume tomorrow.
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