Unscathed...

...this is Mr R enjoying a wee coffee after we had spent 20 minutes looking for the car key on the beach!

We had enjoyed a blustery wee walk earlier along the shoreline and headed back to the car...only to discover we no longer had the key! It had fallen out of Mr R's cagoule pocket when he'd been taking the camera out of it. The reason it was in the cagoule pocket and not his trouser pocket is that his trouser pockets were full of rubbish as I saw whilst we did a spot of frantic pocket searching at the car!

So back we went to retrace our steps.

It was a remarkably calm search...each of us probably inwardly concerned. It was on our way back after one turn along the beach that I spotted it sticking out of the sand...phew.

I offer this photo of Mr R relaxed and enjoying a coffee to demonstrate how restrained I was during the entire incident ;-)