Friday 30th March (A Farewell Fly Past)


Mr. Kite looked out of The Joint window into a blue sky where a thin layer of cloud was visible. Today was time to go home. So Mr. Kite and His Lady packed up the encampment, set The Sat Nav and started the engine.

Looking at the brook Mr. Kite watched as a blue flash flew past the back of The Joint; a farewell fly past by a kingfisher. So at ten Mr. Kite and the contents of The Joint were heading for Floreat Salopia arriving at one.

Mr. Kite then unpacked The Joint and enjoyed a tipple of Becks. Cheers for a great few days in Bath.