1 May 2026
Walking around Newhaven I reflected on what a special place the boy angel will be growing up in. The old fishermen's cottages, cobbled streets and chimneys ...
Walking to the fish market on our last evening to pick up the freshest fish and chips, the light was golden on the harbour
While we noisily ate and talked at the kitchen table, he slept through peacefully next to us, swaddled in his nest.












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