Pheasants Crossing

By Clarence

Today we went for a lovely (and very windy) walk along the cliffs in Gorranhaven to a wee deserted beach. The high tide the night before had swept in lots of lobster pots (minus lobsters unfortunately) and other bits and pieces. L found an old tyre and decided that we were going to have a tyre throwing contest. I came third (narrowly beating L's mum), after a few practise shots to hone my technique.

On the way back to the house we got completely lost and caught in a massive hail storm. That just made the wine at the end of the walk even more welcome though!

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