An English bank holiday

Having spent the last few weeks gadding about and enjoying ourselves we thought we'd better knuckle down to some work during the latest bank holiday. Lawns were mown, borders weeded, an over-flowing laundry basket was emptied and so much dust was vacuumed that the Dyson over-heated and had to have an overnight rest.

Mortimer was delighted to be reacquainted with trainee guide dog Buddy who he hadn't seen for a month.

Hello!

Sharing

I won!

I started a new project, restoring this old filing cabinet that will be perfect for t-shirts, scarves and other assorted apparel.

I tried out a new recipe on Andrew - Middle Eastern falling apart lamb. The photograph is courtesy of The Times as it was a race between my camera and Andrew's fork. I lost.

Middle Eastern falling apart lamb - courtesy of The Times

Andrew laid the carpet in our bedroom, with a little help.

Supervising

But all work and no play...

So late on Monday afternoon we downed tools and headed for the beach. It was a good time to go as all the traffic was leaving Old Hunstanton as we arrived. Evidence showed it had been a busy day.

Footprints in the sand

But by the time we arrived it was much quieter.

Space

 
There were quite a few sandcastles.

Very decorative

Hoping for a bone burial site

We ended the day with fish & chips on the green, complete with a seaview.

A typical British bank holiday (without the rain!).