Running to the sea

I had an interview this afternoon. I called Mr Bun on the way home and halfway through our chat he suddenly yelled 'the b's gone blue'. Hurray - broadband decided to come and visit us again. When this internet thingy got invented I couldn't see the point. It was just so sloooww. Now it's part of everyday. Work, banking and bloggy fun. How I've missed it all.

The day before the broadband died we went on a wee trip to the sea. Just for the day, we inhaled so much sea air we came back lightheaded and slept like tops that night.

We always pack a picnic when we go on our adventures. Great excuse to use my lovely Rob Ryan drinky thing.

First stop when we arrived was the daft delights of the pier. We rode in a submarine, had our fortunes told and met a creepy pair of medics.

After all that sea air we were sleepy and seriously hungry when we got home.  We had a feast of smartie cake and cheesy scones. A lovely end to a half-term week before all the busyness of the week that just was. 

Thanks for your messages while I was away and hello to the new followers who have popped in. Good to see you.