Today in my eighteenth century life, Harry had a firm talking to about not drinking so much brandy. He needs to be more responsible! As this chapter ended, I moved to Wissant in France where Phoebe is visiting her father and his family. It seems a bit odd to move from one character to another and it will take a while to settle into it. I am about to reach 60,000 words - 3/4 of the way through the novel! I have a friend who is helping me with the French scenes and will translate anything I want writing in French. We have a lot of fun talking about what it might have been like. The children in the family are given cherries soaked in alcohol as part of the celebratory meal when Phoebe arrives!
With my next series of workshops starting in six weeks it is time to check if my regular attendees are able to come and to start advertising any free spaces. The theme is 1950s holiday camps on Romney Marsh and I am using a gorgeous photo of my Grandma, Aunt and Mum on a beach to promote the workshops. 
I also (this wasn't work) had a walk by the Military Canal between Warehorn and Appledore. It is still chilly but good to go exploring and I love this desolate area of the Marsh.