About twelve years ago Chris and I drove to Cornwall in our old VW camper van and bummed around the beautiful coastline. It was a surprisingly hot summer and I'd packed hardly anything appropriate so whilst there I got myself a hat and a pair of shorts...I loved them equally and as is the way I still have them. On a g-o-o-d day I can squeeze into the shorts, and the hat? The hat's always sat snugly on my (scarily large) head and it would take Mother Nature at her absolute worst to get so close as to flick the brim.
Whilst looking through some photos earlier I realised that my hat's accommpanied me on all manner of adventures. As the saying goes, 'if these walls could talk'......without a shadow of a doubt the same could be said for my faded old hat and those dang swirly blue and white shorts:)
On our honeymoon in Zanzibar 2004
On a trail in Uganda
In Uganda - Lake Victoria in the background
In Zambia having caught (!) this mighty Tiger fish
Travelling in our truck 2008
On the Nile in Murchison trying (and eventually succeeding) in spotting the elusive Shoebill
Taking part in a charity cycle marathon 2006 - this was taken before I set off ;)
Being taken for a swim in the Nile
By far the most exciting adventure of my life to date - my son, Leo
2 comments:
Perfection. May you and the hat have many more adventures together. Leo is a cherub. Gorgeous.
That's me! Stacey. I'm logged in wrong!! xoxo.
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