You're my waterfall

Up at 7 am, in the car at 8.30 and on the beach by 9 in an effort to avoid the heat and the crowds.

We did. But even so, could only manage a couple of hours of sun, sea and shell-hunting before the 'cool' of the house pool called.

In the extras, a picture of Tom and Sally on the beach-train; hanging out of the carriage and trying to catch sea-grasses as we trundle past. One of those moments where they look and behave like little kids, and I'm glad.