It was a lovely morning so after we finished the painting we went to Ardmair Beach where I went in for a lovely swim while James read his book. I decided to swim to some interesting rocks at the end of the bay and didn’t realise how far I had gone until James appeared striding along the beach at speed and shouting that I should come out of the water before I got hypothermia! It turned out that I was quite far out from the shore and very hard to see against the background of the rocks and James had been a bit worried. In fact I was fine and felt exhilarated by my swim.
In sad news, Jennifer’s wee Westie Angus has died at the age of nearly sixteen. He was such a good dog, very sweet-natured and part of their family for a long time.
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