The tenderness and soreness of my throwing arm and my slightly red nose are all that remain of the day at the beach with Sminchin, her family, Subz, AJ and Austin Lance. Oh that and some sand which is still in my bag !

The British weather had served up a feast this week and we weren't to be disappointed.

Greeted with the possibility of showers, it slowly cleared away and became beautifully warm. The threat of rain seemed to pass either side of us enabling us to have lunch, a good natter and of course the much awaited World Stone Skimming Championship 2008.

All I will say is I lost . . again. It is best classed as a triumph of finesse over brute force. I could have many excuses, the stones were the wrong shape, the wind was going the wrong way, the waves weren't the right shape, the water had to high a salt content but it would have made little difference !

The fact that I could throw the stones a long long way did little to make me feel any better !! However I did accept defeat much more graciously this year than last . . then again . .

Then the wind changed . . those that live down these parts knew what that meant . . it was going to rain. *taps nose*

15 minutes later we were retired to the holiday cottage. 20 minutes later the storm arrived with rain and lots of it.

Tea was a drive to the next town for chips followed by a walk along the beach. Which also meant diving for cover along the pier when the storm returned.

It was then that the two newest recruits to Baywatch, Sminchin's hubby and myself sacrificed our bodies in the name of stopping everyone getting soak.

I didn't think but perhaps I could have won the Mr Wet T Shirt competition ?!?

A drive back and soon it was time to say farewell.

. . and that as they say was pretty much that.

Had a fabulous day with all and felt honoured to be able to gate crash their holiday. Thank you !

. . and although I said yet again I'm never taking part in another stone competition . . I'm already back in training !!