A day when flipflops were worn

and indecent amounts of flesh were exposed. Comfortably.
Another scorcher of a day (almost reached the mid twenties, I kid you not!)

A day for basking in the sun.

For those not locked up in the Mistake Factory...

Still, Pepe kindly agreed to do a babysit at short notice and Mrs Raheny and I went for a quick paddle around the harbour at dusk.

All rather lovely.

Once Mrs Raheny stopped sulking.