Al on a Bike

After spending a day of hanging about the house feeling very sorry for myself (self-inflicted liquid based internal injuries), I went along to the beach looking for a blip.

By chance I bumped into Allan on his sandbike, which is a normal bike but with enormous tyres.

His enthusiasm is very infectious, and I almost succumbed to his offer of a pint in the Vollies, but then I didn't.

Good job really, cos Euphemia had organised an evening of entertainment and fun with friends at home! Sadly, I was not at my best, relapsing quite quickly into my alcohol induced torpor.

Hendrick's gin is very drinkable without tonic... but just don't!