Life's a beach,and then you die......

A rush to get everything fed then loaded up Junior and his belongings and headed off up the road to Aberdeen. We were late getting away as he slept in,but we got there by 2pm. As usual ,he just had to nip into Morrisons for a few things. I left £40 quid poorer, and it didn't look much in a shopping bag !
When we got to the flat ,the dishwasher had broken down,the hot water wasn't working,and the kitchen looked like a pig stye. The joys of 5 boys sharing a flat !
Stopped for a quick walk along the beach front to stretch my back before heading home.
Haven't been in the Beach Ballroom since a Young Farmer's Miss Scotch Lamb dance about 30 odd years ago !.
Managed to avoid rush hour in both Dundee and the city bypass here,and was home by 6.30pm,in time to go out and finish feeding up. The joys .