I was awake far too early, especially as I was really tired when I went to bed last night. I eventually got up, and even though I could barely keep my eyes open I finished my book – a very enjoyable read (The Reader on the 6.27). BB appeared and wanted to watch something. I started cooking – chicken and leek pie for tea and pizza for lunch. I then hung out a load of washing. I had been planning to run, but I prevaricated as I was tired and it was quite windy. The boys went off to church, and I eventually found some energy and ran. I planned to run about four miles, but took a detour and did five miles. My legs were tired by the time I ran up the hill to home, straight into the wind.
It brightened up significantly after lunch and we decided to go out. BB requested a beach, more specifically Tyninghame. We had a lovely, if bracing, walk. We walked along behind the dunes, and back along the beach. It was probably windier than it had been earlier, and when we reached the beach it was like a sandstorm. At least the wind (and sand) was behind us as we walked along the beach.
Once home, it was time for cello practice, while I sorted out tea. We have all had a quiet evening – worn out by the day.
Here is a view towards Dunbar, through the spindrift.