Pebble

As is the wont of the Isle of Man woke to a glowering sky and torrential rain. So a slow morning watching movies then some fishing by the pier. As the sun came out we were up to Douglas for a swim and I had an hour with my book by the side. Trying to catch my mum and stepdad coming in by ferry to wave them welcome but the boat was a mere speck on the horizon and hungry kids dictated we didn't wait so zipped back home for spaghetti.

This is Pebble Beach home to hours of my life rock pooling. Little Miss R and I went down for an evening look to catch and return a lot of bewildered shrimps, before the adults cleared off to go to the Rasoi for a spectacularly good curry. Hic