Surfs up!

Murron and I had a great morning wandering around North Berwick harbour looking at the boats, followed by a bimble along the beach at Seacliff. We sat and ate stale chocolate brioche (leftover from my birthday), washed down with orange juice shared from her beaker. Somehow the combination of sea air and running about the beach made it taste sublime! These guys arrived to catch some waves just as we were leaving. We watched them for a while until Brammle, who had rubbed himself in something utterly disgusting, made us turn for home with every window open, where I'm afraid he was subjected to a very cold hosing down!