Since I last reported in, there has been a further beach trip with lots of rain on either side.
Let’s start with the sun.
Despite the militant seagulls, Woolacombe beach is a fabulous place.
Huge area, surfer dudes and dudesses everywhere you look with long-haired lifeguards aplenty. (I’m almost certain I spotted one who was female). Everyone very cool. And then we rocked up.
Jamie and Charlotte had been threatening for days to bury me and experience has taught me it’s best to give in early.
All I can say is that being smothered up to your neck in sand is heavy on your chest.
Especially if, like me, you haven’t got one.
That’s the sunny stuff done. Now for the wet stuff.
And, to be totally honest, we’ve more than coped.
There have been lots of board games played.
Some in the pub. Which has also provided the opportunity to sample a bit of live music.
Upon Jamie’s request, this band played Hotel California. (The fact that the only two words of the song the lead singer knew were “hotel” and “California” is irrelevant. He had a go. It was four yeses from us).
On the subject of guitars, Jamie visited a local shop and road tested a posh one (Christmas is coming up).
We also visited other retail outlets.
Jamie didn’t buy this bought Charlotte bought a lot.
And earlier today, we finally got round to watching Toy Story 4 in the cinema.
I’ll not spoil the plot but it did bring back memories of previous Toy Story movies...
....when some of our number...
....were more enthusiastic Toy Story fans...
...than they would ever admit now.
If the forecast is to be believed, the worst of the inclement Devon weather is finally behind us.
So tomorrow we start again.
One port of call might be nearby Croyde, the beauty of which wasn’t immediately obvious when we drove through earlier today whilst the rain lashed down.
But no one was downhearted.
Onwards.
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