High tide

Kerry and I swim in the sea and the pool. Still full of beans we walk to the end of the beach, where the tide has come up as far as the tree/hut line.

Late afternoon we head to the mini golf. Michele is winning convincingly after the first nine holes, but decides to have a second beer when we get back to the clubhouse. I finally pull ahead at the eighteenth, where I get a flukes bike in one, but Michele strikes out for a max of 7.

A disappointing dinner at the Living Room Italian restaurant. It seems like the owners split up last year and have now decided to return, separately, to Italy. The love was missing from the spaghetti bolognese and the gnocchi - but Kerry's ravioli was good.