Snow for lots in the Uk, but nothing here – and long may it last. We have been having some proper wintery weather, and the cold sunny days are the best.
Saturday, we woke to a contradiction of the forecast and instead of the rain it was glorious sunshine. Himself planned a picnic and we even winkled the teenogre from his pit with the promise of good picnic food.
By the time we were ready, the horrible weather had arrived, but we are stubborn once we have a plan, and the coast looked our best bet. So to the beach!
Pasties, scotch eggs and hot chocolate. Pockets full of drift wood and sea glass and rosey cheeks later, we returned home. And the sun even came out for us on the beach.