Eventually, though, many of us managed to congregate on the beach. Some crazy people decided to go for a paddle, the rest of us took photos and went for hot chocolate. The pub from the night before reopened at midday, and we all piled in for a carvery (fiver a head - bargain!) and an open mike, hosted of course by the unsinkable Sparky. I got a bad case of nerves, but managed some aussie tunes, then settled down with a pint to watch everyone else strut their stuff.
Suddenly, it was 3pm and time to board the bus back to Oxford. Had a cracking time though, and we're already making plans to head down to Devon again.
Crazy people




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