Visiting Lowestoft's (the UK's?) oldest smokehouse was top priority. Last year James got to go in while Natalia babysat kids in the car outside. This time we left Leandro snoozing safely while mine were at school. Here are the herrings coming down as kippers after an overnight smoke upstairs.
I usually get my mackerel from here and also my smoked, undyed, haddock, wrapped up in newspaper just as it used to be. I've tried the smoked prawns, but I'm not a fan.
Did I mention I have a job? I think not. I will have to get a pic for next time, but this is evidence of the hazards of my work - me showing a gashed knee after a spectacular crash on my bike outside my house. I work for Sustrans - an NGO campaigning for cycle routes, and we are doing a sustainable transport project in Lowestoft. I do a bit of everything, household canvassing, delivery and data entry. As everyone keeps reminding me, it gets me out of the house!! Actually I am really enjoying it and look forward to the last stint in the autumn.
We have a lovely putting green right near our house. Costs a fortune to play golf there, but after 5 it's empty so we often go and kick a ball about. The guy who runs it is called 'lawnmower man', and Alastair always likes to peer inside his hut there to check out the mower.
Actually, I only noticed this sign now. Ho hum, pretend we didn't see it.
And another hero, this time 'cuttin' man'. He cuts grass at the zoo on a tractor, 'don deer'. So there.
The Ankole cattle are my favourite animals at our 'Africa Alive' zoo. It's their colour that I love. I don't think Leandro shares my enthusiasm for brown.
But the Bob Builder cardi does suit him, though.
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Congratulations on the job!
Kate
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