Home Sweet Home

I had just come off night shift and I was pretty knackered. Isla was talking about going to the beach and much as I wanted to go I thought that I needed to get some shut eye. So after doing a bit of emailing anf some stuff about the flat I headed to bed. Isla said cheerio and went to get a bus over to Balmoral Beach to enjoy the sun.

I'd been asleep for about 30mins and was woken up by an increadibly loud hissing sound and it took me a while to realise that it was pouring like mad outside. We had the washing outside drying so I jumped up and went out onto the balcony to bring the clothes horse in.

All I could think of was "well this reminds me of home!" and then I remembered that Isla was at the beach. Poor girl. These pics will show you exactly how bad a soaking Isla must have been getting at the beach.