After I lost TPR in LIDL I popped down to the beach on the Isle of Skye to watch the opening Edinburgh Fringe performance. The “comedy” was truly terrible. At the interval I left discreetly. I would spend the rest of the afternoon beach-combing.

From the shore I gathered some beautiful green granite pebbles that would make fabulous pendants when polished. My big discovery of the afternoon, however, was that if you kept your hands in the salty rock pools for long enough, tiny seed pearl bracelets would start to grow naturally around your wrists.