The Mission

Like a numpty, last night I lost Molly's throwing dummy on the beach. A combination of the darkness and some particularly whiffy seaweed defeated her retrieval skills, and we both trudged home a bit downhearted.

So, early this morning, me and the boys set out to see if we could find it. When I told them what we were going to do, they weren't keen to be honest - and Andy was especially disappointed when I wouldn't let him wear his Incredibles outfit.

But once we got out, it was a different story: it was a great feeling to be up before the rest of the world, and have the whole beach to ourselves. The sun was glorious, the air was fresh, and we even managed to find the dummy.

An excellent start to the day!