You know it is a dark poxy day

when finding a dead dolphin on the beach becomes its highlight...

I was expecting the kids to bombard us with tons of questions about death and the meaning of life (or life and the meaning of death for Luca) but they were resolutely blasé.

On our way to the poor dead beached mammal, Finn asked us if the gulls would have already have eaten its eyes, because he'd like to see a dolphin's eyes.

They already had (the gulls, eaten the eyes).

Finn rapidly lost interest.

Not so for the hyperactive Irish setter that had a good go at chewing a bit of dolphin caudal fin.

It's not every day that dolphin is on the menu...