High tide

A relaxing day in the company of long-gone relatives, followed by a good evening of dancing and laughter.

We continue to puzzle over The Cotton Reel. I'm beginning to wonder if it was devised in a pub on April 1st.

A late night blip. The waves were fairly splashing over this little boat, sitting right at the top of the slipway. I didn't manage to capture them doing it and was not wanting to get a salty shower myself, so didn't hang around for long.

An extra high tide is obviously expected because the Front Road is closed in the village and the sandbags are out.