To the beach....

The shop was emptied of fishing nets and we went to explore the rock pools. Will had very high expectations and was bitterly disappointed not to come back with armfuls of crabs and little fishes. He had a little nap on the beach to get over it, I can't remember the last time he slept in the daytime. Daisy is collecting a series of minor injuries from multiple, unforeseen sources which allow her to use her dramatic skills to good effect. Then she is fine ten minutes later.

The wind, thank Christ, has stopped. I was irrationally fearful for my tent at 2am. Everything is now beautifully calm and serene, everyone exhausted after our expedition. I am loving the happy relaxation.