Busy

Wandered down to the beach at lunchtime for my daily constitutional.

It was hoachin. The car park at the cemetery had 5 or 6 cars, not counting the council grass cutter’s vehicles. Once I got down onto the shore, I could see a family on the small beach to the east and 3 walkers along the Bu sands. Headed that way and had a few cheery words as I passed them on my way to the far side of the beach. By the time I turned round they had all vanished.

Not a soul to be seen on the way back. Just me and a great northern diver.

Maybe I’m hallucinating.