Devonian Era

Last year, Stew and I took Mum to Devon for a weekend. We had another weekend booked for this year and Stew and I decided to use it to scatter Mum’s ashes as she specified. Things grew and, this morning, Luna and I picked up Stew, his dog, his teenage daughter and two of her friends.

A full car.

Arrived in Croyde (at the UNISON owned accommodation!) at teatime (and an upgrade!) and quickly headed to the beach. Well, to the dunes. The beach is off limits to dogs until tomorrow.
We resolved to return at midnight. But, in the end, went back at 9:00pm like the bad-boy rebels that we are!