Yer Heid's a Marley [Hill]!

A hundred miles or so up the Antrim Coast Road, across into Donegal over the Foyle Bridge in Derry and our first night’s camping spot was a new discovery for us: Marble hill Beach.

This way...
This way...

No problems from Herman, who purred like the proverbial kitten all the way and, what’s more important –no bloody oil leaks. Hurrah!

Marble Hill Beach. Herman relaxing by the shore
Marble Hill Beach. Herman relaxing by the shore
Not a bad view from the front, er... side door
Not a bad view from the front, er... side door
Domestic God. Slicing some spuds to make broth
Domestic God. Slicing some spuds to make broth
Mazza attacking an unsuspecting carrot
Mazza attacking an unsuspecting carrot
'I always think food tastes better out of doors', said Lucy-Ann
'I always think food tastes better out of doors', said Lucy-Ann
Mazza enjoying a glass of red and a read. Dontcha just hate over-crowded beaches!
Mazza enjoying a glass of red and a read. Dontcha just hate over-crowded beaches!