Awakening.

A trip down to the East Neuk landed us smack bang in the middle of the Crail Food Festival. Sure the usual fishy delicacies were there, but they were accompanied by smokies from Arbroath, venison from Auchtermuchty and ice cream from St Andrews to name a few!?!

We grabbed a tub of ice cream and made our way to the furthest point on the beach to watch the goings on.

The prize for the most interesting went to the dad who had entered into the sand building competition with his two daughters (presumably). While they sat with mum and did girlie beach type things, he set to with his shovel. Digging his way down to the wet sand he then created an amazing sculpture. I bet he was just annoyed that he couldn't drive his sandy Porsche home. He did get a kite for his troubles though

That said, the little girl who was dressed in pink almost stole the show. She had been flying it for ages and decided to head down to the water for a paddle. With the kite still in the air, grannie whipped down said youngster's knickers and lifted her up to let her pee. She was little and nobody batted an eyelid, but I must admit that it was the first time I had ever seen anyone fly a kite at the same time. (I suppose I don't often see people peeing though, so maybe it's not such an unusual occurrence. I don't know!).

Went into the farm shop on the way home to pick up some Anster cheese. Caught this image on the way there. The man thought it reminded him of this. Maybe Roger Dean likes cheese too?

Anyway, headed home after that and washed the car. First time I've seen anyone dry a car - in the rain too!