So yesterday we faced the long drive home again.
With a car full of cases and bags.
So full, we were all squished in with faces pressed against windows.
But we decided to make the journey more fun by stopping at Morecambe Bay on the way home.
To tick the seaside box, which we hadn’t managed to do this holiday.
Yay, rock pooling, I thought.
no rock pools were there to be had.
Just lots and lots of mud/sand flats
Sand flatting. Yay.
Hmmm, not quite the same ring to it.
But, we did find lots of shells.
And masses of these fellows
I did look to see if there was a winkle stall nearby, but the only seafood stall was selling cockles and mussels (alive alive oh!), so my summer winkle challenge must wait a bit longer to be met.
Then it started to rain so we piled back in the car for the long (oh so long) motorway journey home.
But it is good to be back.
Even if I can’t see the washing machine for the pile of wet, dirty clothes heaped in front of it.
A little souvenir from the Lake District 🙂