Saturday 9 April 2011: Taking the Waters
Like the bloody Mediterranean it was! Granton sur Mer joked Mr S, my stalwart helper (along with the laddy, surprisingly enough). Oh the joy of the wee boat being lowered into the water and motoring away from the quay. I punched the air, so I did.
Of course, I missed the football, an undoubtedly scintillating 0-0 draw - but was back in time for post-match pints. So now, the evening is my own. A bath followed by Match of the Day is called for! Yowsa.
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