Sunday, as always used to be the case, was a family day. Reviving tradition for the sake of a quick blog post and a self-indulgent family gag, I had breakfast here this morning.
Nobby is one of many nicknames for my youngest brother (Hello Ed!). His nephew, Alfie (Hello Alfie!), knows him as Uncle Nobby. It was an opportunity I couldn’t miss out on.
Three quarters of a mile away up the beach is a lighthouse.
It sits proudly on the part of the bay called Nobby’s Point.
There are a number of obscene jokes to be had here. To go any further would be completely inappropriate.
It is, after all, Sunday.
Enjoy the rest of your weekend.