Last view

we set off for home mid morning and had a reasonably good journey home, but why does it take nearly two hours more than it did many years ago when we were down there regularly visiting JJ’s mum?  Just more traffic and roadworks probably.

This is the view from our bedroom window overlooking Combesgate beach.  It was strange listening to the tide coming and going during the night, not that I was awake very much.

Definitely shattered and I can’t believe JJ has just loaded his golf clubs into the car to go off early in the morning.  I’m hoping for a long lie in before getting on with the washing.