TAKING PRIDE IN HAYLING ISLAND

This blog is proudly a WAGathaChristie free zone. Into Hampshire, and time for some Navigator. Yes, I’d been to Hayling Island before, apparently, but remembered nothing at all about it bar Mrs RM recounting happy family holidays with an Aunt (probably) and a bucket and spade (definitely). We were easily pleased in the ’70s. Hayling… Continue reading TAKING PRIDE IN HAYLING ISLAND