Because I'm a lazy blogger

Here, loves. Have some pictures of the 5km stretch that I consider to be 'our' beach.

The path through the dunes at the end of our street.

Look very carefully and you can see a willy wagtail. We have a willy wagtail at home who delights in tormenting the cat. His name is Robert. But then all willy wags are called Robert.*

Here's our jetty. Isn't it nice?


And this is what it looks like from underneath.


This is The Other Jetty.
It's a bit further away, but we still like it.


And here's a nice sunset, complete with yacht,
as seen from the end of our street.

Yes, I'm a lazy-arse blogger and I have nothing to write about. As the cat's-bum-beaked penguin said, "Wossitooya?"

* Before you ask me, they just are, all right? It's the same way Murray magpies are all called Murray. Unless there are two of them, when the other one is called Darling. That's just the way it is. Don't fight it.