Charlie and I went to visit Mum & Dad on the Isle of Wight this weekend, for two days of beautiful spring sunshine. The talk was of New Zealand travels and future plans and we had a lovely time. It was Mum's 80th birthday last December and to celebrate she's planning her circumnavigation of the Island this summer in her kayak, which you and I and my father might think is a little short of bonkers, but she's quite set on the idea. Which is quite exciting, looked at another way.
We went down to Newtown which is one of their and my favourite spots on the whole of the Island, which you will already know if you read the blog... and the story of Jim Downer that I wrote about last summer, here. It was lovely to be back. Jim's house was just there, but about to be knocked down by the looks of things.
We popped into the little Gothic church next door to his plot, at the beginning of our walk: