Flying Hamburgers

A slow start to the day recovering from the late night dancing of the day before. I rustled up a brunch spread for D&K who came over for some tea and chat and grazing. That rejuvenated us sufficiently and we headed down to the beach to watch the Flying Scotsman going over the water. Some paddling and treasure hunting meant we got a good bit of fresh air and a leg stretch before I waved them off for the airport. Then it was a nice long sit down on the sofa. What an awesome holiday it’s been!