The sun has got his hat on.

But evidently it has fallen so far over his eyes that he's forgotten where the hell the north east of Scotland is.

It rained today. The sort of rain that you begin to wonder will ever stop.

So what did we do?

We went to the beach.


Here Ian has a tiny live crab and here Twiglet is posing in her sweet (yet Twee) style before she resumes freaking out about tiny live crab in father's posession...


Here Twiglet is restrained from tromping through large puddle with pair of crocs on...