Great British Summer Time

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Down to see Sea Urchin and Redbeard last night for some nice grub and a lovely sunset. Blue was having none of it.

The next day, after some pottering in the garden, we pootled down to the beach across the border, where there was plenty of space and some other people doing some four-legged beach pootling.

Brammle had fun chasing sticks, splashing and chewing.

We then went on the hunt for fresh prawns after talking about them and making our stomachs rumble. But we only found buckets and spades, some toy motor envy but also a great pub with some happy people and the lovely lady above.

I managed to sabotage Sea Urchin's camera by draining the battery the night before, so she was weaponless. Sorry Urch. :o/