Today we had a run down to Cliftonville a it was so sunny but as we journeyed along the Thanet Way we went into a cloud of sea mist which ended up as fog when we arrived at Margate that was laying on the waters edge.
As we walked the dog and played ball we met a man who was assembling his Kite to pull him along on a chariot.
He gave it to Ray while he untangled the strings and I could imagine Ray would lift up with…
