Clam

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For Richard, the high point of the visit to the beach yesterday was diving for clams. 

I always expect children to come up from the beach, swinging a blue bucket full of sand.

Last night Richard had the plastic sand bucket and this morning he was scrubbing the clams while I was doing up a few dishes from the crepes he had done for breakfast..

It wasn't until I opened an email that I saw he was also taking pictures as he "brings home the bacon".

Tonight the rest of us will be eating the left-overs from the holiday visitors while Richard has a clam feast.

Arta