Bough Beach

Last night Mr P marshalled the London to Brighton Trek, organised by the British Heart Foundation. His stint was 8:00 in the evening through to 8:00 in the morning and the highlight was giving Fat Boy Slim directions at 4 in the morning because of some road closures. As a result he was feeling jaded all day and after a few hours nap I took him for a walk  to stop him falling asleep in front of the TV.  Pretty Kent countryside with lots of grain fields. One field had hundreds of meadow brown butterflies and I wish I could have captured the scene when they all rose up from the ground in a fluttering cloud. A sun bathing one in extras.