Little Fistral Beach

Withers is camping down here so and demanded requested our presence at the beach today as her Eve and my Bella are great friends.

By the time we got there after a slobby lie in and swimming lessons, the rain and hail had passed so we had a delightfully sunny and windswept day on the beach. To add to the entertainment, there was Zapcat racing going on. Crazy madness. Crazy, crazy, crazy madness!

Withers is the one with the arm outstretched after trying to do indecent things to a lovely lifeguard. MrRoly and MrW can just be seen watching a variety of our children brave the sea with body boards. I have no idea who the woman and small child are in the foreground.