Stonehaven

Just Dave, Tess and I. In Stonehaven after a storm. Eating too much, skimming stones and being mesmerised by waves pushing the river backwards. Sharing some family history with Tess and inadvertently coming face to face with it and legging it in the opposite direction. The ice creams were bigger than our faces and we had to admit defeat in the face of a river of melty cold incursions.