Packing

Ok, it doesn't look like it I know, but I'm actually frantically running around chanting 'bug spray, sun cream, plane snacks' under my breath like some kind of demented shopper.

Dashed onto the beach so as to blip something other than shops and suitcases. Glad I did though, the bleakness and that icy North Sea wind were strangely calming. Packing can wait.