Sand blasted
Took Billy along to Kinshaldy Beach, near St Andrews, this morning. It was the first time he had seen the sea and sand but took it all in his stride. I was collecting shells for my 'Living Voices' session on Tuesday (our theme is summer holidays and day trips.) Trying to re-learn Marriot Edgars 'Albert and the Lion' to recite - I've still got the accent but, sadly, not the memory.
We were just about blown away on the beach but, on the plus side, not a soul there but us.
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