Kep

It seemed like everyone and their dog where at Tentsmuir. Or at least, everyone who has a dog.

But the beach is so big, even though it was busy everyone had their own space, and it didn't feel crowded. Hardly a breath of wind, calm and peaceful.

Little Miss B had 'Uncle John'' to entertain her, and she had great time. In fact, my job was just to keep the dogs out of the way so they didn't run over the beach drawings they were making.

A rare hot date later with Mrs B - Indian and Skyfall in St Andrews. Both great.