Family

"One day son, all this will be yours."

A beautiful morning overlooking the Fal estuary. On returning to the car I wandered into the gentleman's place to powder my nose, inside was a lady looking desperately for the towels.
"Good morning Madam, this is the gents and here we use electric blowers." Unphased she tidied and primped then rejoined her husband outside. I do wonder what her vision was like, as she had passed by a complete set of standing type tinkling devices, which are of little use to the female of the species, unless of course they are determined and double jointed. Very few dull moments around here.