Just writing about this sandy little tidal island makes me wish I was back there. Not that I would like to live there, too many tourists (!) but just to wander through the secret dunes or beach combing for choice morsels of shells or sea glass along the huge stretches of sand.
Of course, lots of photos were taken - I am sure my freckles on my nose were multiplying happily.
Eldest reverted from neanderthal teenager to a fun loving holiday lad, using shells to make silly faces.
What a view whilst drinking tea.
Lindesfarne - I love you.
PS. Thank you for popping in and saying hello - I have missed you,