Where the wind blows me

When I'm not sure what I want to do, I usually end up here for a few minutes to get a bit of air and a wider aspect on things.

As it was, I went back down to the beach for a salad and a read. Oh and someone slipped me a little pisco sour, which was nice.

Back home to give the boys some roast beef and Yorkshire pudding, which was what we wanted, if a little out of kilter with the scorching weather. Someone's arriving on Tuesday night.....