Beach stuff

A lot of flesh and paddle boarders on the beach this afternoon. We met Clare and my mum at the crabshack. Will discovered after ordering crab cakes that he doesn’t like crab ( after tasting approx 3 mls), I have brought them home for my lunch tomorrow.

Then we came home, stopping at the thing at the end of the road for extra wine. We were driven out by the lady mopping bleach on the floor all round us. Perhaps they need to discover a better way to tempt people to linger there.

And Daisy has started negotiating GCSE grades for additional piercings. I am driving a hard bargain which has made her resort to reporting nationwide expected metrics. I’m betting there will be no further piercings.....