In typical British weather fashion, Summer hits hard.  All or nothing. I prefer nothing. In the midst of the heat wave I whinge, I whine and I melt.  I’m not cut out for Summer. Born a winter baby, in a snowstorm no less.  Factor in that I produce red haired offspring, my viking origins clearly mean my blood boils far too easily. In more ways … Continue reading Southwold – Sun, Sea, Sand and Virtuals