Did you all hear me swearing this morning about 8am?! Everyone on the campsite did according to my Husband. Was just about to have a sip of my first cuppa when the lunatic hound launched himself at me, put his hind paw in my cup and I ended up wearing it. Wouldn’t mind but I only stripped and changed the bedding yesterday. The lot was soaked in builders brew strength tea. I was bloody fuming. Not a great start to the day. No, this time the spaniel eyes won’t cut it mate!! Bet Mark put him up to it to get me up earlier.
After yet another trip to the laundry room (was worth it as we met Russ from Manchester, a really nice guy), we decided to have a wander into the little town to pick up some fresh bread. Found a lovely little cafe for coffee and cake, mid morning staples! It’s another gorgeous day so let’s pack a picnic and head to the beach, it’s a plan Stan. The beach at Gale is fabulous. There were very few people around, a couple of paddle boarders and a surfer, despite the amazing sunshine.
Dylan redeemed himself by being a very vocal but very comical ball boy for our raucous game of beach tennis. What a hoot! I fell on my ass twice, Hayley Melluish couldn’t have done better!! Dylz refused to return the ball to Mark, he would only give it to me, it was a very giggly affair. Unfortunately then he ate the ball so play was halted, bugger. New balls please! I was jiggered anyway so time for an hour with my kindle and to catch a few rays.
The rock formations on this beach are quite special. Watching the sea is hypnotic. Distracting Mark so his trousers get soaked by an incoming wave is hilarious. I’m right funny me!! Didn’t manage a video, was too busy howling.
Until tomorrow then my friends. Keep out of mischief. Boa noyte xxx