Loony

Sunshine greeted the New Year and after a slow lazy start we were back down to Porty to see the loony dookers. I teared up as the crazy ones ran in full of glee and then the air full of screams as the chilly waves hit them. Lovely to watch but less tempted to do.
Four of the gang made it from last nights 6am finish, brutal start to their respective hangovers.

Porty Bistro for a coffee and first date slice of the year.
Home to take the Christmas tree down and shipshape the house again. Movies, books and slouch.
Ten years since my very first blip. How life has changed.