Mat, Tess, and Poppy returned to their home early this afternoon.
The rest of us drove to Barton on Sea where Jackie, Becky, and Ian enjoyed coffee in the Beachcomber. I joined them for sparkling water after I had photographed the activities of visitors from the clifftop.
A pink streak divided the indigo bands of Solent and sky while a weak sunset attempted to make itself known.
Among groups gathering on the beach one young boy was intent on keeping a tennis ball in the air.
Pairs masqueraded as ships that pass in the night;
while engaged in an activity I couldn’t make out, one gentleman attempted to avoid entanglement in his dog’s lead;
a lone couple remained transfixed by the incoming waves.
This evening we dined on Jackie’s tender beef in red wine; sage and onion stuffing; bread sauce; Yorkshire pudding; and creamy mashed potato; Becky and I drank Calvet Fleurie 2016; Ian drank Chardonnay and Hoegaarden; Jackie also drank the Belgian beer.