If the crowds grow you will have to turn your garage into a beach cafe - Graymondo's selling greasy chips, cheeseburgers and slush puppies. Also buckets and spades and little European Union flags on sticks. You'll make a fortune!
I at first counted five people and then changed my spectacles to find just four and three dogs. What I took to be a person was a buoy on the pier. Happy What ever you celebrate Graham !
Heron, I've just found this in my Spam Box on Blogger. I've no idea why you have merited that. Just for the record I don't actually celebrate anything but I do go along with it (whatever it is).
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Life isn't about dawdling to the grave, arriving safely in an attractive, wrinkle-free body but rather an adventure that ends skidding in sideways, champagne in one hand, strawberries in the other, totally worn out, screaming "Yee-ha. What a ride!!"
Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass… It’s about learning to dance in the rain. (With thanks to shabby girl ofA Travelling Fish)
But what are plans other than more restrictions? (With thanks to Pauline)
Feeling young is fabulous but growing old is a blessing!!! (A comment on this blog by Jaz who used to writeTreacy Travels.)
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Having lived the majority of my life in the Hebrides where my heart is, I feel I can now call myself a Hebridean. For nine years I lived half my life in New Zealand: a country I love. It was an honour being a part time Kiwi.
Graham! I don't see how you can abide all those crowds of people! HA!
ReplyDeleteLovely spot, how lucky you are! :-)
Kay I just make sure I keep away from the crowds.
DeleteYou will obviously have to move somewhere that is a bit more remote! :)
ReplyDeleteJenny I just put a brave face on it and cope!
DeleteIf the crowds grow you will have to turn your garage into a beach cafe - Graymondo's selling greasy chips, cheeseburgers and slush puppies. Also buckets and spades and little European Union flags on sticks. You'll make a fortune!
ReplyDeleteYou jest YP but........
DeleteOkay, three's a crowd! I don't know what four is. Anyway it's my kind of beach with few people.
ReplyDeleteRed it's a great place for the dog-walking fraternity to meet.
DeleteI think I've said before; I'd have a few Lobster pots off that pier. They don't only catch Lobsters!
ReplyDeleteCro there are quite a few creels in the Bay but I'm not sure what they catch.
DeleteNo wonder it was crowded on such a beautiful sunny day!
ReplyDeleteAnd the figure doubles in the summer Meike!
DeleteWhat no ice cream van ?
ReplyDeleteThe ice cream kept freezing Potty.
DeleteYou might consider having a barbecue party on the beach for Christmas! ;)
ReplyDeleteThere are certain things that are celebrated each year with a beach barbecue.
DeleteI at first counted five people and then changed my spectacles to find just four and three dogs. What I took to be a person was a buoy on the pier.
ReplyDeleteHappy What ever you celebrate Graham !
Heron, I've just found this in my Spam Box on Blogger. I've no idea why you have merited that. Just for the record I don't actually celebrate anything but I do go along with it (whatever it is).
Deletewow it looks like a lovely spot and you're so blessed living nearby.
ReplyDeleteI am indeed Amy.
DeleteIdyllic and that could be a beach in Ireland too !
ReplyDeleteThere are a lot of similarities between the two areas Heron.
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