Crossing the Line

We went up on Friday to stay overnight with Chris and Jerry. Our friendship goes back over 50 years, so we never run out of things to talk about. 

We left after brunch on Saturday and drove home via the coastal route. The yacht club were out racing, and enjoying a brisk wind.

We finally made it to Drift, the cafe in a shipping container on the cliff edge, and had afternoon tea there. It's a nice, friendly, quirky place.

Home now for a while and looking at an overflowing laundry basket. I hope the sunshine and wind last till I get to the bottom of it.