Breaking waves...

A long lie, a late breakfast (while listening to Cerys), then a drive out to North Berwick for a walk.

A pit stop at Steampunk for coffee, then down to the harbour to watch the waves. It was fantastic. Lots of crashing waves and spray and sea foam flying through the air, so it almost looked like it was snowing.

Bitterly cold, but we were well wrapped up.

After an hour of watching the waves, we headed back to the car, and headed home.

A bath to thaw out and wash the salt from my hair, FaceTime chat with my nephew and sister in law, then a roast dinner.

An evening of reading and drinking tea.

That'll be the weekend done then.