Oh what a week....

We've been to the seaside, we've been to the countryside, we've been to the capital.

A wedding venue was visited, fierce negotiations were made and problems conquered. Obscure wineries were discovered and tastings were had - Elderberry or Bramble? Gooseberry or Autumn Oak? Too many decisions to make so wine was taken home for further inspection.

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A lodging was found for a very beautiful hand built wooden boat, The Boy's very own, very beautiful, very loved hand built wooden boat. A boat that has lived in The Father in Law's garage, far from the water, for two years.

Sea shells and sea glass were gathered, picnics were eaten on the pier. A sailor with a beard, a smoking pipe and a twinkle in his eye made sure that The Boy was the right sort for his boat club, that he wouldn't be more at home at the lawyers and doctors boat club further down the coast. Assurances were made that he was indeed a home made, scruffy type who doesn't drink gin and tonics on a plastic boat. A Real Sailor, if you will.

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A bridesmaid who lives too far away and is rarely seen was taken on a seaside adventure.

A mother who was unsuspecting was happened upon by accident cooked a delicious dinner of stir fried salmon for her daughter and her daughter's boy.

Pictures were taken and in time will be shared. Except of the capital, a camera was forgotten. Bad photographers, bad.

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A boy and a girl who are getting married in four months and eleven days were worn out but very, very happy.