Squid Eggs

Squid eggs washed up on the beach this afternoon.
A full day started with ironing before it got too hot, followed by potting up many plants and some of the baby spider plants. Mr L washed the patio and I washed floors, did laundry, made lunch. This was all very boring so we took stock and walked Dog on the beach. No ball today as it was too warm, and in fact we sat for a while and pretended to be holiday makers.

Back home to cook a roast dinner. Alf joined us, having put in 7 hours in the Hythe station of RHDR doing their garden. He is only 87!