We have been Out.

On our little day at the Trigg beach. We drank tea and it made me nauseous.
Tammy brought the fishing rods, she caught one tiny blowfish and one crab. Cherish took the crab to keep at home, however while we were happily eating our breakfast it rotted and died in the van. Now she can only preserve it, I don't think she would have got as half much joy out of simply keeping it alive.
Following Dad's example, we finally jumped off a cliff ledge into that icy water. Mum couldn't be pressured.
We even saw three elderly people making their great escape on a motorboat, presumably from a Trigg Retirement Home. Tammy suggests they're making for Rottnest.


We stopped by a second hand shop having a half-price day, this completed our happiness.
Dad plans to take us to beach and breakfast again next week.