Cheesy chips and baby robins

We’re back down on the north Devon coast agin in Mollie Camper. The motorway was slow as someone had let their tired old lorry catch fire, which had us at standstill for an hour. But we enjoyed an Audible book while we waited.

As tradition requires we headed down the cliff path to Lee and the Grampus Inn for a naughty cider. I’ve blipped Lee many times before so here’s a juvenile robin who was intent but unlucky in his love of cheesy chips.

The weather is currently good and the sun is heading seawards. Tomorrow may be challenging but then again, cider.