Repeat to fade.

A truly halcyon day being taught how to do cryptic crosswords with the most patient coach a word-thickie could wish for. The quick wander along the beach and then a paddle took me along the beach huts, but they were too far above my head for a decent pic.
What to do in that situation? Do what the inner Goth would do and head for the shade...

...perfect.

The 185 mile drive home floated past btw.