It was an enjoyable and peaceful day, celebrated in our usual low-key manner. After a nice lunch of soup and bread and cheese, we left my Dad in peace for an hour while we went for a walk along the sea front.
The rain just about held off and out to sea we could see the turbines of the North Hoyle wind farm. There was a horrible stench coming off the beach south of the Nova swimming pool, so we headed in the other direction, where the smell, mercifully, faded. One unusual thing was the hundreds of starfish washed up on the beach, of different sizes and types. Whether they've been washed in by the stormy weather or whether their habitats have been disturbed by the building work out to sea, I don't know. Neither do I know whether their tiny corpses were responsible for the smell, or whether something larger had been washed up. We didn't feel like investigating.
Then, after taxing our brains with the school quiz that my brother had brought with him, Mike and I headed home.