MTD, Steph and Morse rocked up to meet us at Whitstable for bank holiday windswept seaside fun. We showed Bess the brown sea, devoured the best fish and chips ever on the sea wall, walked as far as the Isle of Sheppey then made a hasty retreat back, watched Morse rocket across the beach between the groins (he's that kind of dog), and finally queued for some excellent ice cream before zipping back to London just a smidge before every other day tripper hit the road. Perfect.
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