We decided to climb down the rocks from the cliff to the beach at the back of the island and I managed to wedge my bag (with tripod strapped to it) in the V of some rocks and found myself stuck, hanging over a ledge and kept in place by my bag.  We then had a full workout scrambling around the island on the rocks to get back to the causeway before the tide cut us off.  The only damage was muddy jeans.

Here's my friend's son playing by the rock pool.

I have also done all of my washing, tidied up, and done the supermarket shop AND got all of my loose coppers and silvers turned into a cash voucher which paid for the shopping and then some.

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