Spitting clams

J decided to go to the beach for a bit of a paddle / swim. It was quite empty at Portie for 10am and flat calm. Very low tide so Kilda & J has to walk out for ages to get enough water for a swim. She did 40 minutes and it was apparently very clear. Kilda and I did some ball chasing and Kida was on lifeguard duties (see extra). As it was such a low tide I kept getting squirted up my trouser leg by, what I think were razor clams squirting water out of the sand. Kilda had a bath before I spent the afternoon making a shelf to hold the recycling boxes by the side of the shed and cutting the grass. Decided on a Chinese tonight for dinner and maybe a film.