Sunday saw a delightful visit from the delectable Sheba. With such things in mind, a gentle walk along the rolling expanse of Scarborough's North Bay was enjoyed. The most curious sight was encountered, however. Ladders. Ladders leading to nowhere. Nothing, except the slight betrayal of a looped fishing rod, and the unmarked scowl of a fisherman sitting on anti-erosion stones. Yes, people were fishing. We enjoyed a well-deserved coffee, where Imran patted Sheba's toasted teacake and Sheba nibbled on Imran's jammy scone. Delicious! A quieter weekend, but one thoroughly enjoyable neve
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