Whitley Bay Beach

This morning we left Daddy in bed and headed to the local soft play with Grandad. There we met Uncle Richard, Aunty Coll, Jacob and Toby and a couple of hours of mayhem ensued.

We all headed back to Granny's for lunch and then Daddy, Grandad and I took the oldest three cousins down to the beach. For the best part of an hour and a half they dug random holes all over the beach, including quite a deep one for burying Jacob in (Jacob's idea). Finally the cold got the better of the adults, the kids were still going strong. Back at Granny's we found everyone else and some how eight adults and five children sat down for a meal round Granny's kitchen table.

A very nice day.