The Gym On The Beach

Have a couple of young relatives visiting from abroad and being a pair of old fogeys, we’re at a bit of a loss what to do with them, so we took a picnic and headed for the beach which has an outdoor gym courtesy of our local council, thinking it might wear them out a bit. The gym equipment trails along the promenade and off into an area next to woodland, so it’s a lovely scenic walk too. The sun was shining, although we saw huge storm clouds that dropped torrential rain just a few miles away.  I stopped for a scribble, walkers and their dogs with the twin breasts of Mumbles in the background.

Did they get worn out? No! Did we? Oh yes! Shattered now.