We are so lucky to have friends whose family has a beach house. We walked in the rain, built sand bridges (and had to rush home for hot baths), played Guess Who? and Scrabble and Cluedo, ate tacos and pizza and fish and chips, read books and magazines and the Saturday paper, went to bed late, and played wizzy-dizzy in the enormous living-room.
And thanks to the vagaries of weather and geography, there was an almost permanent rainbow outside the window all weekend. Honestly! Which says it all, really.