We really hate it when the Last Day at the shack is clear, blue and glittering, as it is this morning, so we are dragging the chain: breakfast on the deck, then a walk on the beach, and now some blogging. Anything rather than settling down to cleaning up and packing.
But I must record a Special Event. This morning we completed The Australian (aka The Times) cryptic crossword for the third day in a row!! All done. No electronic aids. Well, the dictionary and the atlas, but surely everyone uses them? Not a bad way to finish up our week here.
For those of you unlucky enough not to have been to Boat Harbour Beach a few pics follow; for those of you who have: eat your hearts out.
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