This week was the AGM of the residents association where we live, so faced with a choice of that or taking the kids to the beach, Pete and I were in the car with our beach bags packed before you could say ‘don’t forget the suncream!’. We found a fabulous spot virtually to ourselves at the far end of the Arena Bianca Plage.
The kids were happy to swim and play in the rock pools, and we spent the afternoon gossiping on the beach, disturbed only from time to time by cries of ‘j’ai vu des poisons!’ (I’ve seen some fish!).
There were a couple of cuts and grazes from the rocks which required us looking very serious and saying 'oh you'll live' in a variety of languages, but nothing needing medical attention which was a bit disappointing as a helicopter airlift would have made a very exciting blog entry!