St Stephen's Day

... and it has to be Barley Cove. Sadly Barry not feeling too great so we left him asleep in his four poster and set out. The day was murky and mizzly, ever changing with occasional light in the grey. Always good to have a romp on this beach - a good sprinkling of families and various bouncy dogs and the odd swimmer. We went on to Ballyrisode and ate cheese and biscuits and then stopped off at the Altar wedge tomb for the full excitement. Barry now up and Will has made some chicken soup. All good.