On the Beach

Up town to lunch with GC at that Victoria Street. The SK had work to do afterwards, and GC had his car, so couldn’t chum me for onward beers either. Ach, I strolled into the Bow on my tod. Except it was full! One of those places where they don’t let you come beyond the door without an escort and where no one is allowed to stand. I headed back down the hill to the Cask and Barrel. No such restrictions there - stroll in; stroll about. Stand at the bar if you wish. Do we live in a place of multiple jurisdictions or something? 
Later, over fireworks on the beach. Very magical, as ever and so lovely to see groups sitting round fires. We joined in with gusto. And our three sparklers.