Quentin joined her on the beach and followed her example. The feel of the sand between his toes was welcome as he took her hand and they started to walk. It wasn't long before they found a small sheltered cove that was about as nice as the British coast line could hope to be. Setting out a blanket and the meal the brought as they reclined in the sand. It was a good summer day, one thankfully without rain or fog, which were hard to avoid in the isles.