Zoë Bowyer

While Diveboy swam about under the water, I went for a walk in Portstewart. Diveboy had a bit of a nightmare under the water as he was diving with people who had difficulties with masks, weight belts and asthma attacks. Meanwhile, I was having a lovely relaxing dander. I took a few photos.

On the road home from Portstewart Diveboy fell asleep at the wheel and we narrowly missed driving into the ditch/Frosses Trees. The rest of the journey (to Junction One) I spent behaving like my Granny does in cars; sharp intakes of breath and yelling at Diveboy to watch out. (I’m sure my Mum can sympathise with Diveboy! As can be seen from her driving face).

Mum, yes it was us screeching the horn at you on the road past Granny’s.