Last weekend was a Bank Holiday in England. Generally on Bank Holidays we stay at home because the traffic is notoriously dreadful. But we decided to brave the motorways and head off to Devon. For those who don’t know the geography, Devon is about 260 miles south of us.
Let’s just say the traffic lived up to all expectations.
Let’s also say it was worth it.
As you know we spent the weekend with Alice-who-isn’t-a-cat and her beau, who have recently moved into a fabulous rented cottage, which is about 15 minutes drive from the beach at Exmouth.
So, we did what any sensible family would do and, along with Alice’s brother, sister-in-law, and niece, we went to the beach.
But there is no point having waterproof coats and not using them.
We were less lucky with the battle of the shoes!
And when you’ve had enough of the sea…there are still puddles to splash about in:
So we hit the beach again. This time without the waterproofs!
We boogie boarded:
Built a sandcastle:
Became a mermaid: