Family Beach Day

Head off up to Ocean Grove for the day, with a largish selection of in-laws, cousins and hangers on.

Eventually locate meeting spot after several discussions about how incompetant an navigator I am (I’m a very good navigator, thank you very much) where I was forced to defend myself, by explaining that its very fucking difficult to navigate if I have no fucking idea where we are headed.

Some vague indication of the final destination would have come in handy. Something with a little more clarity than “Ocean Grove”. I know its smallish, but still …

Eventually, the message was received and Grumpy rang his brother for relevant directions. Destination reached, and the organising of swim bags, collating of all available children and making of lunch commenced. Off we head

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