Himself

My mate, Dr C.  Here he comes, striding down The Prom ready for our little meeting.  He's got himself a FitBit watch thingy, so he's walking a lot more these days.

This is the posh end of Portstewart Prom.  Short for Promenade, y'know, where people can stroll up and down eating ice cream (or more often, sit in their car and eat ice cream).  The new apartments you see there stand where the old Windsor Hotel used to be, just for the record.  Mostly these will be holiday homes, for them'uns from the Big Smoke (Belfast).