I am shattered and amazingly it's not solo-sex induced!If I have to look in any more rock pools for the 'Egg' I'll scream...'Waterhorse, Legend Of The Deep' has completely riveted Sportacus' imagination!

He is convinced we'll find a Waterhorse's egg on the beach and has insisted we search almost every rock pool, puddle, lake and stream. So much so, we failed to see the incoming tide had surrounded the elevated sand we were on at the time which caused a great deal of hysterical commotion as we sploshed through the water towards the dry beach!

Treasure troves are always there on the beach aren't they. I have today's treasure next to me...drying out...the stale seawater smell just wafting over every now and again. The shells have all been washed. I didn't get a look in once we got home. All the sinks in the house were being used and the taps turned on...

I kept floodwatch, just in case. Wouldn't be the first time.

I've promised we'll take the buckets and spades next time and a picnic...no doubt the weather may intervene. It was a good, active afternoon out with hardly a penny spent...except when Sportacus decided he couldn't wait!