From late morning Jackie drove our visitors and me around the forest. De had walked down to the coast at Milford where we joined her.
Jan photographed De seated beneath an umbrella, where their daughter was joined first by her father and then by her mother.
Choppy waves threw up creamy spray before sliding up and slipping back down the crunching shingle beach.
The trio walked along the clifftop promenade and down the steps toe the sea level.
Pannage pigs at Pilley snuffled and snorted their way around the verges.
We stopped for a drink at the Fleur de Lys, to find that it had been under new management for just a week. This prompted us to book a table for this evening.
Jan photographed and conversed with donkeys beside Beaulieu Lake, the banks of which
a preening swan and cygnets shared with gulls,
while one of the young swans reflected on the surface over which a crow took to the air.
At East Boldre we stepped out to photograph ponies casting shadows as the sun emerged.
This evening’s meal at the Fleur de Lys was excellent. We shared starters of Thai Fish Cakes and Belly of Pork; Jackie and I enjoyed Burger mains; I am not sure what the others chose; we all finished with sticky toffee pudding. We shared a bottle of Pinot Grigio and a Mendoza Argentine Malbec. I completed the meal with a Bailey’s, Jackie abstained and the others drank varieties of gin.