So a quieter day after the busy Tuesday; spent the morning in the Hope; booked a ferry for Saturday midday; bought chicken for dinner with Martin on Thursday; and postcards to send to the grand parents.

Soup for lunch; then to Burwick to try and not fall off cliffs; clamber over the sea defences and tug o war with the old ropes.

Despicable Me for the late matinee and all into deep sleeps by 9; I had an hour of chat and a single malt.