The Whole of August 2020
1 Aug - 31 Aug 2020 Met some of my special friends on the beach this morning. We couldn’t hang around because Nix wanted to get home to watch some old aeroplane called a Spitfire fly over. She convinced herself it was going to fly over the town when it’s obvious to anyone with any aeronautical experience like moi, it would fly along the coastline. So she waited in the back garden and where did it fly...over the coastline of course. Very annoying to think that we could have been on the beach and watched it properly all the way from Brighton to Worthing. I suppose the second attempt to see it was vaguely better than the first one at Devil’s Dyke when she didn’t see it at all. At the moment Nix is making frantic arrangements to see all her friends before the rules change again. She says we might not be able to have visitors again soon because of the virus thingy. I do wish they would make up their minds as it’s very confusing. Nix is already annoyed that people can go and drink in a pub