An interlude of sunshine
Bright and full of beans this morning, so much so that we drove off before noon to see Beth, or at least poke an envelope and parcel through her window. She has a bit of lurgy, but it is not coronavirus. Took a photo of Beth, as this kind of thing will soon become a thing of the past. Betty disinclined to be photographed, held up the card that Lorraine had sent off for, but was delivered far too late.
Lorraine and I walked down to the beach near Rockwater, where it was crowded around the open air stalls and the stall selling beer doing a good trade. It was summery with people sprawling about on the stones, and some mad people daring to venture into the water.