There were four

But I only got three.  It's not a good image but it was windy, they were moving fast and I could barely stand upright.

I spent ages photographing one of the kites in the big field this morning but try as I might I couldn't get a sharp picture.  Then rain stopped play.

It's my Cornish grandad's birthday today, born in 1904.  I have very fond memories of him leaving me outside various pubs whilst he went in for a pint or two.  He died when he was 56, so our excursions together were, sadly, cut short.  :-))