Deserted beach

With sun shining, Mrs H looked across the estuary to the small beach we use and saw it empty of people.

"Let's take the boat across with a bottle of wine and finish today romantically"

Thinking this an excellent way to end a lovely day, I grabbed chilled Prosecco, glasses, olives and off we went.

At second sip, suddenly the beach was invaded by over 30 children and teenagers, plus associated adults who arrived by boat...you could only reach it by boat. They rigged up dinghies already stored there for a sailing lesson.

It still couldn't spoil our perfect day.