Footsteps - gone!

This has been a quiet day. Jamie has been feeling a little under the weather (nothing serious, just a headache but not sunstroke...). So, it was reading by the pool - a fascinating book about GCHQ - don't ask why, I can't tell you, it's a secret, and yes, I expect they will pick up the very mention of its name. Then onto a book about a Vulcan bomber - only because as a kid I loved these magnificent aircraft and specifically the wondrous noise they make as they take off into a vertical climb using 4 Rolls Royce Olympus engines on re-heat. Anyone who has heard it will know what I mean. Like Concorde, a truly graceful bird whose beauty is opposite to its sole purpose, nuclear obliteration of any aggressor - thankfully never used in that role.
A bit of lunch then a stroll up the beach and back for a drink.

I'll put up a link to a few pics of the turtles in a short while - not artistically brilliant, but nice memory shots.


First of the turtle shots here!