I have successfully smashed my nostalgic memories of last summer, by going into town on the bus with the baby. It was hot, sweaty, dirty work, with pram, and bag of food/spare clothes/waterbottles/hats, plus, extra green bag of rain jackets and umbrellas, just in case, because it was one of those days.
The bonus - I have overcome the little fear that was growing over using the bus, which hasn't been used since last August.
And, useful to realise, put sunscreen on before you leave the house, even if it looks grey and threatening, because the cloud cover burned off, and the baby got lightly burnt knees.
The piece de resistance - seeing the Blue Angels arrive and warm up...
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