Flasks on Friday

I was pleased to get the chance to take part in this tradition - J and friends meeting up at the end of the week with flasks of hot coffee.

The hot drink was very welcome, as it was a bitterly cold day. Our contribution to the snack was the remains of the boiled fruit cake I made last week. Enough for everyone to have a chunk.

Such a happy occasion: the friends pleased to see J on the road to recovery and all sharing a sense of relief to be out enjoying a calm day, after such a long spell of wild, windy days.

The beach is called the Red Ayre.