We really like this house with it's own private beach on Putsborough, when we buy it we'll paint it white and fly the Jolly Roger from the roof.
I gave the kids orders to storm the private beach....
...they did and we claimed the rocks like good Irish pirates.
O'Grady rocking a look even on a Sunday afternoon stroll (no Eve that's not the top you left at our house 2 years ago). It looks like she's carrying an accordion to entertain the tourists on the beach....
.... but it was just a well wrapped up baby Saoirse (re-named Maggot by the kids).
Miles and miles of sandy beach, in the distance you can see Woolacombe.
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