Saturday. Olly has been poorly since yesterday tea-time. Lots of projectile vomit. Mostly over me. It's my turn to do the sofa shift, while Marc goes sailing.
It's OK, because I had a couple of hours off this morning. Me and my sister in law did a little sales shopping. St Ives has been enveloped in sea mist for a couple of days now. Go a couple of miles up the road and it's sunny. Here is the harbour taken with my phone from a restaurant balcony. I had a latte, Karen had a mocha. We both bought the same bag from the Cath Kidston sale. Red polka dot. Handsome.
|Although that isn't Karen and I, it may be in a few years time. I hope I will favour red slacks.|
Rewind to Thursday. Sun! So we went to the beach for lunch. Olly had fun on the rocks, at the water's edge and playing with his cars.Taken with my phone. I keep leaving the memory card for the camera in the computer
The weekend hasn't been what was planned. No barbecue. No sand castle competition. No potting on my Broccoli or Beetroot seedlings. No matter. These things happen sometimes.
Here's hoping that you have all had a lovely weekend.