Life's a beach

Tess, the dog, loves the beach.

"Let's take Tess to the beach", says Roo.

"Let's go to Corton, it's our nearest beach", she says.

So, off we trot. First FIND Corton! Second, find somewhere to park!! Third find the beach!!!

It's blowing a gale, but we find the path to the beach, hidden in the flesh-pots of Corton.

Horrors! It's high tide!! and the beach is closed anyway!!!

It's Health & Safety gone mad, I tell you.

Tess and I were turfed out of the car at Thorpe and walked home. Tess moaned that it wasn't as good as the promised 'chasing balls on the beach' caper!

Beach denied.