If there was an annual award for the person to catch the most viral infections in any given year, Libby and I would win. Well, I'd win, and Libby would probably come a close second. I don't know what it is at the moment but we just seem to catch everything that's going and have spent most of this weekend sneezing and bemoaning our fate. We probably need more sleep.

Anyway, life threatening blocked nose aside, I managed to spend a bit of time on Fleetwood beach this afternoon and found this item washed up on the shore. It's not my best beachcombing shot, not least because the light was rather harsh, but I'm quite pleased with how it turned out.