WE'VE all obviously been at the royal wedding. Well at least those of us that received an invite.
But if there's one thing better than being sat in a crowded church with 1800 other people sweltering under overpriced hats watching a soldier from a welfare family marry an unemployed girl you could never afford; then it's getting right royally shacked on the Sunshine Coast/Gold Coast/Sydney beaches.
Times like these you wish your ancestors had been a little less well behaved. Here's a selection of what we've had dropping in, first up the rip-bowl at Broadbeach by Grant Davis.
© Grant Davis