… spent barefoot in shorts and a teeshirt …
We were due to visit Sister-in-Law for lunch, but after doing a dive onto concrete over the edge of the stairway to their second floor from halfway up, she didn’t feel like having us. A black eye and possible concussion influenced this decision.
Younger Daughter has a spot of flu, and Much Better Half a sore knee, so the family is not doing well, health-wise.
Anyway, I invited grandkids to come to the beach with me instead – a decision applauded very noisilyby the pooch pack . It was rather a repeat of the day a couple of weeks back when some light aircraft kindly put on a series of loops and rolls right above our heads for our special entertainment. My camera on the mobile phone wasn’t up to it even though I pointed it up to it, and so I have lots of shots of empty sky. Only one of the biplanes showed, distantly departing at speed, but at least that blow-up proves they were there.
Young R was very taken with what she called the ‘Rude Rock’ depicted above. I did not enquire too deeply as to whether she took the protrusions for boobs … or something else!
The only shells I could find intact were a turban and a rock shell. I forgot to take a pic.
The dogs and all of us are really and truly going to miss having this sort of entertainment at the bottom of the garden. Not too much longer, unfortunately.