We left Somerleyton and went up to Oulton broad, the edge of Lowestoft, for lunch. Then, after the rain started again, I sent the two kids below and took the helm for the long, wet slog back through Gt Yarmouth and on to Acle bridge. yonmei is quite right -- Europe can be blamed for the loss of the old bridge, but the new one is pure DFT. Dinner in the pub and back to the boat. No chat tonight -- I can't type because I can't get a comfortable position with the KB, and she'll be stupidly late home anyway. The knee still hurts more than it should, despite the e-kisses.