The Jersey coastline did nothing to disappoint, an almost deserted route dotted with beautiful bays, surrounded by bright yellow gorse, lovely pink, purple and white bluebells. Probably only fair to mention the medium security prison that we skirted on our route, much to Izaak’s disdain, he seemed convinced we were going to be overrun by rioting convicts at any moment. The plan was to walk out on the causeway to the Corbiere’s lighthouse, however after about ten minutes of Mae wailing that her ankles hurt, her back hurt and we had promised it would only be a twenty minute walk we conceded that instead we would grab an ice cream and get the bus back. Family harmony was restored, but we are driving out to that blinking lighthouse and we shall walk the causeway!