Oh yes, the sun got him out of bed today - was so bright outside his window he had to look out to see if the world was a hellish fireball or something. It wasn't was just the sun we hadn't seen for a week or two. And how happy he was! For him.
Eve and I dragged him down to the beach for a muled whine [or is it wine - both probably] and home-made Stollen sat on a rock in the warm sunshine. The recent storms had washed all the sand away - about 1.5 metres of it. Depth that is! Wonder where it has gone?
I think Mr Crofter Sir has gone back home to fall asleep in front of TV. Oh joy ??