It was stinking hot the whole work day. I have no photos from today because Mr Pigalina and I raced out to the beach with the dog after walk with visions of swimming, frolicking and photo-taking. Instead we shivered our way towards the sea under a grey sky. Then the wind picked up forcing people closer to the shore to start running back towards the car park before the rain came.
This sums it up:
Pigalina's Palace 