Bros.

We headed into St Andrews to get The Bros some more gloves and hats this afternoon.
Welly socks and gloves vanish as if by magic around here and Bro2's head must have grown because his hats are too small all of a sudden . He hasn't lost the hats that don't fit anymore though but welly socks are a whole different matter. I'm not looking forward to finding them eventually.

Bro4 knew exactly where we were when he woke up in his pram and the demands for the beach increased in volume as we shopped.

The deal was a quick run down to the edge of the water then back up, a fair distance given the tide was out. After their run the biggest Bros declared themselves freezing and needing hot chocolate but Bro4 as usual was not happy at being bundled back in the car.