Pier pressure

While the other eedjits were in town looking for shoes ("Chica, do they really needs shoes again?!" - "Chico, Mimi's feet look like a Chinese princess' at the height of the foot binding fashion..."), Finn(zy Bob) and I decided to spend some quality time together and walk the great south wall.

Amongst other topics, we discussed:
- boats. big boats. big big boats dadda
- swans. swan boats
- bubbles. bubbles swan boats
- puddles. puddles bubbles swan boats
- mello manes. big mello manes (both Boeings and Airbi)
- big boats, dadda boats, big boats (again)

It was a great one on one. Quite literally as I carried him for most of the way back.

He was a great bussy chatty little bee. With wet feet. And trousers.

And I got to photograph Andrei the sea-bass angler. But I did not get to photograph the spliff-smoking green crab seller. Pity he declined, he and his crabs and his joint were rather photogenic.