Whisky drinking prize

So when the adults stay up too late drinking too much and stay in bed too long the next morning (except Jussi and Helen who got up to do the goats and then went back to bed). The children awake and decide that, as there's no one to tell them not to, they'll watch The Lord of the Rings - all three million hours of it, before breakfast.

Eventually people get up, everyone gets fed and we head off to the local beach for the sandcastle building competition. The kids, still reeling from Orcs and Elves, decide to build Gondor, and Helms Deep and Rivondell and a hobbit house and a hole for Gollum. Then the castles get joined by roads and rivers and Helms Deep becomes Mount Doom and it all looks rather splendid. When it's time to judge the sand castles the judge admits to being a lifelong Tolkien fan and the boys run around shouting "It's in the bag".

And Indeed it was - against stiff competition our complex of castles won the day. Spot the red rosette.

And while other teams had brought buckets and even shovels, we did almost all of it with our bare hands. Well done everybody!