The Last of the Summer Wine

We awoke to strange weather - a warm easterly gale force wind, which is extremely rare for us, so it was off to the beach for a stroll.

As we arrived we met the last of the summer visitors, John and Auria in their little van - who were up for a couple of days of doing nothing but drink tea and watch the waves.

The rest of the summer campers have left the beach so it's slowly getting back to normal - dog walkers and beachcombers and peace and quiet.

Within the last five minutes Christine our neighbour has just popped in for a cup of tea.

It's all go.