Low tide

For some reason it’s been weeks since we were last on the beach at low tide. Normal service resumed, Rosie goes dashing off miles away with the ball, gets distracted, leaves it somewhere, neither of us can find it and she spends the rest of the walk looking hopefully at me. And chasing feathers obvs.

College evening at Will’s school in planning for next year. We wandered round a bit, surmised by the massive queue that the majority are planning on Worthing College and then came home for our tea.