Beach Walk

It was a lovely day.  I even hung some washing out – which turned out to be a good decision.  I had a morning of pottering,  chores, cooking, reading my book and doing my Christmas jigsaw.  Late morning I popped out for a  few provisions.  After lunch TT and I headed over to Tyninghame and had a lovely walk.  We haven’t been to Tyninghame for so long.  We walked out behind the dunes and back along the beach.  We had to take a detour as the tide wasn’t far enough out for us to get right along, so ducked inland and back to the beach then continued along around by the coast.
 
I was exhausted when we got home.  I’m not sure why as it wasn’t a hard walk – maybe too much fresh air, or just my body giving up after this awful stinking cold.  I sorted out tea, which was a variety of veggie curries and then retreated to the sofa where I spent the evening.  we watched more Mortimer and Whitehouse.   I have always been put off this programme as I believed it was about fishing.  It is, but it is about so much more than fishing. 
 
The moon appeared when we were walking along the beach.