Beach Bums

Jesus Christ alive! The tide was in! Speechlessness is not a stage I normally find myself in but usually you park up, walk onto the beach, keep walking, walk some more, walk some more. Lunch. Walk some more and then reach the water. At least you assume it's the water as it's now too dark to see.

No so Sunday. Park, beach, water! There's not even a full beach.

Honest to God, the tide was IN!!

Erect tented village! Sun tent goes up, cool bags and dog go in tent, wind break one goes up, as does wind break two. We hunker down. Paperbacks are opened and iPods are fired up. The last thing you want to have to do on a family day-trip is talk to one another - that's what long car journeys are for.

We came for an hour and stayed all day. this meant that we had neglected to bring enough sandwiches. Luckily the beach kiosk was on hand. I braced myself and ordered bacon sandwiches and chips. Delicious! The chips crisp and firm, the bacon griddled to perfection and the bread - white! This was indeed living, with no wholemeal in sight!!

Alas, the afternoon cooled.....a little fog began to wind its way in from the water and the time had come to bid a fond farewell to the beach.

I'll leave you with a shot of Chloe staring wistfully back at the sea, perhaps thinking longingly of the black Lab who'd been sniffing around earlier.