Ribs

Sarah's away to Arrochar for a couple of nights with her pals and Samuel was having some friends over so Fiona and I spent a big chunk of this afternoon wandering along the beach between Longniddry Bents and Seton Sands with Charlie. It's been a strange day weatherwise. The mist and rain dispersed for a couple of hours to let the sun blaze through, before closing in again.

At low tide this wreck is revealed. There's some mileage in suggesting to Charlie that these are the ribs of a long dead sea monster - but he's becoming wise to such nonsense now.