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Rightyo.
After coffee, we packed the car with shopping bags, camera, knee brace and walking pole, for the short drive to the National Trust's place, early enough not to have to pay, but late enough so that the gate was unlocked.

We walked down, very slowly, then across to the metal frames that sometime have spikes growing in their shade, and found just two rosettes. Well developed, but at least a week away from flowering.

And it was at this point I realised I had underestimated the task, it being all uphill, not too steep, but steep enough so my knee began to complain.

Back to the car with our swag, but instead of going straight home, we drove to Walmer to the Corner Café for breakfast.

Breakfast was good, plentiful, and all of it eaten. So we could go back to the car, turn it round and drive home, back for twenty past ten and Huey on the wireless as we unpacked.

There is lower league football to watch, before England played at seven. Not much to report, just pizza for dinner and then sitting down with Jools and Scully to watch the game.

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