Rosie and the seagull

Or, in other news, bitingly cold. The Worthing wind is up and the beach is colder than I have ever known it.

My little holiday continues, get up at 7:30 (not 6), work, have wine and (this evening) listen to Kim Wilde while cooking dinner. Adds cheering elements to my day.

Rosie was cheered by plunging herself fully into the sea. Like a nutter.