Meet Me At The Pier

A long sleep after yesterday's exertions, oh and a celebratory drink or three last night.

Once up it was down to the beach with Mrs DP and Chester for a large dose of fresh air. Felt great.

Traditional Easter shenanigans to come, with Sister and her band of merry hellraisers due round later. I might go and curl up in a corner with my Andrew Rawnsley book...