A grey morning (no, do you see a theme developing here?) so I set about packing and cleaning to minimise the workload later. And off down to the Kirkhouse to see the youngest bruv and his kids; still no sign of the sis in law. 4 years later she's still hiding. Time to get over it? 

Anyway, a goodchat with Martin whilst the cousins got reaquainted and then down to the Hope to shift  / fetch some wood. Lunch was soup and sandwiches and as the sun suddenly burst through, we hit the beach with Fergie now snapping at the heels of Hughie for top dog status. All bar Molly headed on out. 

We duly got wet wellies from playing chicken with the waves and an enjoyable hour was had by all. A quick detour home for dry socks and we reconvened at Burray play park for another 90 minutes of assualt courses and footbal and ice lollies. Drizzle stopped play; we went home to empty the fridge of food and beer and continue the tidy up / packing. 

Extras of more beach action and dug photos.