A beach of a day.

Just a boy watching the tide roll out? No. Not just a boy.
My grandson....
My grandson, who just a few moments earlier pushed his birthday girl sister causing her to loose her footing and her wellie thus leaving her wet footed and cold. Daddy to the rescue and off back to the flat they went for dry clothes and warmth.
We - Mummy, Jamie, Disco and I- continued with the beach walk until we were too cold to walk any further and the need for a hot drink became the most important thing in the whole wide world.
I do believe that the need for a large glass of red wine and a well deserved chill out was next on the agenda.