When Eb woke we donned our coats and walked down to the pier at the end of our street – Eb had an absolute ball running around with gay abandon. We collected kindling on the way back so we could have a fire (that’s what the blue bag’s for!).
Mummy's first breakfast and Ebby's second!
When the beach was still fun!
then the fun was over
Safe in Daddy's arms
Managing to find a smile again
Eb and her Daddy
Eb and her 'blue bag'!
Ebby enjoying Daddy's shoulders (not sure about Daddy though?)
Ebby and Mummy....and the blue bag again!
....you call this kindling Daddy??