Mother's Day was a magical day at Beechwood. The sun shone brightly if not warmly and David was lured into launching his tinnie The Sprat for the first time. It was harder than he expected to haul it down to the water so now he's planning some wheels to help.
Once it was 50 metres out on the sea some bailing was required in between coaxing the garfish to bite - but he was far too busy and happy to come ashore to greet Alison and Christopher who arrived with pink iced buns for morning tea. At the turn of the tide the fish stopped biting and he returned with seven nice garfish.
Meanwhile Daisy and I were at work on our net at the top of the stairs where we will hang objets trouves from the beach (all found objects except for the little sea pictures which Rachel and Ben gave us.)
Very soon a problem appeared: Willow thought the net was for her to climb on and all the dangly objects were her playthings. So we had to hang most things up high.
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