....we really are having the most beautiful Summer down under. The like of which I had long forgotten existed.
Friday night and when Hubster came home at 7.15pm it was still 27 degrees. At 7.45 the sea was still lovely and warm and plenty of people still in it.
I had prepared a supper of tail on king prawns, homemade marie-rose (with a good dash of Worcester sauce and tobasco, thats the secret), Thai Chicken skewers and a zingy, crispy Asian salad.
I threw in a couple of tins of non-alky beer. We are having a dry run at the mo.
Picnic, blanket, wet wipes and insect repellent all packed up in my basket, loaded on the front of my bike, ready for the off....oh and camera of course
It was a top idea on such a gorgeous night and a great way for Hubster to shrug off the working week.
We were rewarded with a beautiful sunset and a great picture of the Spirit of Tasmania ferry in silhouette at sun down.
What would a trip to the beach be without a Mr Softy 99? Some things have to be done.
I cannot lie, what isn't there to love about Summer in the Bay in Melbourne?