|Cold hands clutching a warm fish finger sandwich|
Treasure. Shiny stones, tiny shells oh such treasure. An airplane loops over above in the blue. Squeals. Both shock and delight as cold water hits running feet. Dancing, jumping skipping in the waves.
A pug dog puppy, with sand on his nose. Can we keep him .. oh please. Shivering children, patchwork blankets, seagulls shriek. Hot fish finger sandwiches with ketchup and lemonade. Chattering smiles.
|A trip out to Bass Rock to finish the day|