They set off on an adventure that early Saturday morning. A dog, a dad, a barely walking toddler. Equipped only with sticks-which came and went-and some water and two bananas. The air was chilly but two of the team had hats. The beach was wet but two also had wellingtons. The strategy for the trip evolved: several steps forward but endless loops of toddler exploration. Water, seaweed, gulls, stones bounced off waves, better sticks, odd bits of rubbish. It would be sometime before they got back home to the hired cottage to the wood burner. But what could be finer?